Never did ice on her window
Remind her so much of her lover
But this morning
She awoke in a dream of he
With another
How could her sister …
It’s April outside should not be
Drowning in hail showers
But she is alone
Has no one to hold
She’ll stay under covers
For just a little bit longer.
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Read Phil’s ice poem here.Read Heather’s ice poem here.
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2 responses to “The day her sister stole her love”
Very sad…
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Awesome! You’re really good at articulating these feelings we all go through. I at least feel better knowing I’m not the only one who has hidden in bed from the date, the weather, the knowledge that everything is just wrong…
Great write!
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