(for Piedad)
Us being sisters,
Oftentimes gave me the jitters.
I was down here, while you were high up there,
I feared, I would find myself nowhere.
We made our own selfish choices,
Our actions louder than our voices.
I watched you from a distance,
It hurt to just give you a glance.
I felt a wall standing tall between us
In silence, I decided not to fuss...
Then I saw you break free from your balloon,
Reaching for the stars...maybe the moon…….
I prayed, then whispered, "Go, wherever your stars may lead you
No matter how far, your dreams are long overdue."
Sally
Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
*I bonded with my two sisters last November, and we had a great time..on returning home, I dug through my old journals and found this short poem from long ago,which I wrote for one of them...*