I Miss You

Last night’s dream

was tragic–

as I held my sisters sobbing forms in my arms.

After five long years

of confusion and hate–

I was able to see them–

their happy faces

as they first saw me–

like I had gone away

instead of living two hours away.

There was a part of me that knew

that this was only a tease of dream

but in that moment

where I held my sisters in my arms

and the door to my father’s room

was barren and empty

I was finally at peace….

…

But too bad it was only a dream…