Silent Summer Sisters -- a poem by Heather Rose Brown


Late afternoon sun
sinks through my tanned skin,
warming the marrow
in my bones.

My sister and I
lie silently,
listening to the tall tall grass
whispering in the gentle breeze.

I reach out blindly
and find her hand,
wishing I could apologize
for being a stupid big sister.

Her hand squeezes mine
and my heart soars.
My silent apology
had been accepted.


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