The Sister's Anguish
Sisters by choice–
Not born together,
Even still – we celebrate.
Thankful–
Now tasks are as an alliance.
One sister faces a trial–
The other offers a hand of help.
Like wax – the hand melts.
Fingers and palms ripped apart–
Sisters are tested.
A girl–
Alone.
The sister’s hand has disappeared.
But not for very long.
Challenges have come –
But never one like this.
She will try again.
The wax– firm and sturdy…
Back to its form.
Love prevails.
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