When she cries...

A story of sisterly love....

 

As I hold my baby sister tight,

And the darkness of the afternoon

slowly turns to night,

I hear the whisper of the wind call,

"The sisters love, the sisters love",

I seem to hear,

as if the heavens sweet voices are calling from above.

And as I hold her in my my arms,

She awakens, startled,

and very alarmed.

And when She see's I'm holding her,

and that I'm not her beloved mother at her side,

She starts to whimper, and then to cry,

because at the moment; with me, she cannot abbide.

 and yet; our bond has not been broken, 

I can still say words to her,

that have never been spoken.

and as I comfort her, and as she cries,

I feel a tear roll down my face,

I tell you this, because I am a girl of my word,

I can tell no lies. 

Because when she cries, the world cries too,

and I am no acception,

I wish I could tell you that the world would'nt be blue,

but you see, that would be deception.

For even I, could not hate this little baby,

So before I go to sleep,

and say "now I'lay me",

I will make sure to pray for her.

Because, when that baby cries,

I can't tell you, 'nor anyone,

any lies.   

 

Author's Note

Sad but true. Sometimes, when Neah starts crying, tears start overflowing onto my face. Ug, I'm such a mess. But it just shows how much I love her.

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[BELLA]

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