…siblings endure too-
…I think she forgot about the trees-
that their breeze can offer a saving grace-
and every now and then, a trio of birds still sing a rescuing tune; that extends your strength another day-
id gladly suffer alone, to see her set free-
to see her running thru their welcoming leaves-
the ones she’s forgotten, tho remembers her-
i know the meltdowns of your brother are a lot- his soul means no harm.
my precious mya- my precious precious girl-
may earth grant you the calming shade you deserve-
day by day…
by day-
by day-
I love you.
kb