She broke my Mother's heart
Before I had chance to meet it
Coming feet first and cold into the world.
She never kicked or swore
She never said NO.
Perfect sister, perfectly still.

She got so close to leaving the gates,
Like a child on her first day of school,
She approached them slowly and cautiously
Harboring a stomach of flight,
And as she moved closer she saw
Heartache and sadness in the world.

She saw pain in the world
And she turned back,
Refused to enter a place such as that.

Beautiful sister,
You remain unknown and perfect.
I sometimes wish
I had followed in your footsteps.