Who did you look up to
When you were small
She asks
My sister I reply
Without a flicker of doubt
She was always there
For me
Still is
Hmm
She chews her hair
I had sisters too
She says
I left them on the boat
And lost them when
I fell down the Rabbit Hole
How easily one can get get lost
Separated from love
And understanding
So many trips and falls
We have to suffer
To know who truly loves us
We settle into bed
Pull the covers up
Against the chill
I am glad I have you
She whispers
Likewise
Little Cricket
Likewise.
