…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.

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