Sister
I miss you sometimes
like a tree misses
sunlight in winter
With just enough glimpses
into your life
to sustain me but not
enought to flourish and blossom
They say you can never go back
but it seems you can sometimes
pick up where you left off
or perhaps create something new
from remnants of the past
I am so grateful to have you in my life
So deeply, profoundly happy
to have my sister back again
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