You two sisters and I,
we three came home
to only one mother
now still alive.
But we rejoiced in our
bond that has held us so
tight through decades of
memories that we love
to impart.
Though many years pass
between our visits, we pick
right up where we leave
off as if no time had elapsed.
The familiarity of childhood
play, roaming the woods,
biking for miles, tea parties
and birthdays shared
somehow seems an
unshakeable foundation.
We are intrinsically connected
and steadfast like nature’s
rhythm, the seasons
and the comforting cycles
of the sun and the moon.
Abhra is our host today over at dVerse Poets and invites us to contemplate homecoming: http://dversepoets.com/2014/08/12/poetics-homecoming/
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