I dreamt I was a

Little girl again,

Wearing a white prairie dress.

I came upon a lone house in the countryside

Surrounded by beautiful trees,

But the sky was dark and i was alone.

I entered the house,

Something told me it was home.

It was dingy and empty and falling apart,

Fear began to grip my heart.

I started calling my sisters name only to hear my footsteps in return.

I thought maybe to lay upon the floor and look no more

When down the stairs she

Came dressed just like me,

(The only exception being her hair of red and my hair

Of black.)

She took me by the hand and led me to

The door.

We went outside to sit and play in the dirt,

The sky now a dusty brown.
I was fearful but felt comfort in her presence.

She stopped playing suddenly and looked me in the eye to whisper

“My mommy does not like me.”

To which I replied,

“Neither does mine.”
Oh sister

My sister,

My sister how I love thee.