Wednesday, March 9, 2022

A Poem

You may take away my sister…
But you can never take her soul…
I will carry my sister in my heart…
Our love for each other you won’t control…
Your savage ways may bring us death…
But you’ll never break our pride…
For the love I have for my sister…
Is something I will never hide…
So, go on and fight your wars…
Treat your neighbors with hate and distain…
Even though you killed my baby sister…
My love for her will always remain…
© 2022 Jeffrey Pipes Guice
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