My Memory Of Elder Sister

On my 6th birthday my papa and mama split
my elder sister came with a gift
a bigger box wrapped in
red shining paper

I opened it
A brown sweater that fit me well
that cold night
i was feeling warm
and safe

still loved by someone else
but not the roots

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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