Sisterhood
I have two sisters who live abroad;one in Holland and one in Berlin and they have family (who I love so much) of their own. I occasionally visit them and when I do its always magical! I savour the sweet moments we share together, the sisterlyness of it all is so precious. I commend them greatly for their courage to live in another country and to this day forward they bloom in their own style and the limitless love between us grows stronger, even though we are afar. This poem I wrote highlights a bittersweet depiction of us being apart, and the technology which glues us together.. Its a blessing I will never take for granted for I cannot imagine how else we could communicate. I love you D and M.

We share the same sky, a blue blanket spread across the day, the sun, it smiles, lighting up my memories with you both, time you were both here on the same soil, on the same ground.
When the night falls, silence protrudes, my starry eye thinks of you, as I look to the sky, the moon so white, its above me and above you too
The waters divide us, but we are not, connected we are, unbreakable bond. Longer we are apart, the rich togetherness
can be felt through the tunnels of WiFi, on our phone.
The blessed phone.
I formed a pool of my sorrows when you both left, over time they slowly evaporated as I came to accept, the path you took, your happiness matters a lot to me.
When I spend time with you, its heaven. I cherish every second of every day smiling, laughing, spilling words all over the place, being content in a space filled with grace.
You dab away my eyes filled with bitter tears and infuse the sweetness of your spirit entwining with mine, hold my hand and tell me i’ll be fine.
And breathe.
I pocket these memories invigorating my soul, an irreplaceable feeling of bliss, I feel whole. Lift our heads high, it’s time to go.
I kiss goodbye.. And soon after say hello
On the blessed phone.
We are in the hood.













