i wonder if you remember her sometimes....
the little one, big smiles, blue eyes like yours and flaxen hair.
maybe you look at the little golden curled, angel faced german bred boys....
perhaps that's when you see her.
will you be, as rip van-winkle arriving in the door
much older, grayer?
perhaps this will be the time they'll get to know of their
long lost sister. she loves them, like
a sister who does not know her brothers-
only imagining them.
you must know it's time,
time
to dissolve that pit of anger you've held onto for so long.
i imagine you have it hidden away, so far away where-
you don't even know it's there.
jimmy-
sometimes she wants to become you when she looks at old photos.
grinning, pock-faced, shaggy-sandy coloured hair all in your eyes.
she wishes she knew you then.
she wishes to go back in time-
only to eradicate the source of your bitterness....
and perhaps, still know you today.
grinning and cracking jokes.
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