there is a special touch
when sisters meet, though
separated by clock and ocean mass.
two sisters
greet with platonic love.
one in her street,
the other from afar.
two sisters
hug in childhood speech —
“ag, my liewe sussie … ja,”
united in heart,
no matter their feet
have travelled far.
two sisters
together again — a special treat;
each knows the sweet release
of loss and grief, long carried,
for a time swept aside.
two sisters
speak face to face — it is so neat,
a treasure to tuck into their hearts,
to hold and keep
when they’re apart.
Inspiration:
My inspiration for this simple poem came as I saw
two sisters
together on the couch, chatting face to face,
having been many miles apart;
but for a short time, together again,
creating memories, to tuck in their hearts;
when time came to be apart.
“Behold, how pleasant and good it is
when sisters dwell together in unity!”
Psalm 133:1