the words my sister wrote
knock the heart
sending waves through my emotions
tears fall
& i whisper. miss u.
touching the rough paper
tracing the sad words
the goodbye words
the words that were written that day she left
the day the bedroom next to mine got quiet
she misses me. & i miss her.
but we still have the same stars.
& the 15th of march is coming fast.
when we can laugh together again.
a mess of confused fantasy ⤵︎
a smiling face, frosted with curly white hair.
her eyes radiating a joy. a bold joy.
wanting the whole white continent to feel it.
tiny fingers curling around blades of the white grass. she giggles. sending an echo across the valley.
the sound of laughter reflects off the giant easel and touches his cheek.
the paint brush falls, taking tiny jumps, splattering rainbow colour, and gently lands at the big mans feet.
he jerks awake.
dramatically stretching.
big hand flings back gracefully tipping the big bucket of paint.
rivers of color. rapidly swallowing the white continent & smearing life into the dull.
green smudges delicately dance up the trunks of trees.
a geyser of blue shoots into the sky. staining the firmament.
the smiling face, frosted with white, stands up. eyes wide now.
the same tiny fingers cover her mouth.
in awe.
golden splatters onto the curls
her cheeks are rosy now
the color has been shut out of this white continent. and now that bewitchment had been broken.
a sigh of happiness.
the dancing of feet.
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