01/24/2009

Sisters

They came,
First one child then the other
To the box with the candle in it
The Youngest knelt, head down
As the candle illuminated her face
A small tear made its slow trek
Down one cheek

The older came
Then stood behind the younger
Standing at the edge of the light
She stretched out her hand
Resting it on her sisters shoulder
Together they were held in stillness
Illuminated
Each child separate in her thoughts
Yet together moved

The older one then knelt down
She began to pick out the pebbles
That lay in the box of sand
She began creating a labyrinth in the box with the stones
The younger lit a candle and placed it
In the center of the path of stones
Then the older took her sisters hand

Together they traced the path to light
And the one lone tear dropped to the floor

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I am very curious, what is the story behind this poem? It is very beautiful, but I want to know the rest of the story about my favorite girlies!
(Auntie)Tam

Posted by: Tam | 01/25/2009

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