Sister of small people
Touched by the evening breeze
Cool and inviting
After long weeks of heavy heat
Breath to weigh down my soul
And I lay crushed by its heel
In the debris
Sister of the little ones
You lift me up to the clouds
Coloured white by the moon
And starlight dances in my heart
Wounds will heal after the lifting
My shoulder, near my heart bears the scar
My mind may take longer but you
Sister
Have pulled me through.
sister of my soul
I listened to the wind you sent me
to remind me
to help me to remember
and I do
Sister of the small people
I know who I am now.
I am you.
~ Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012
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