Shores Of Sisterhood  - Poem by Catherine Beahl
She often walked along the shores
In windy weather or fair.
But now my sister strolls no more
Nor will she tell many stories to me.
I did not even say “I love you”
When she came to me that summer’s day.
A wild thing I could never tame
But all the same, I’d thought she’d stay.
I’ve lost her, my sister, to the sea
Her footsteps fade away in the sand.
If only the waves would return her to me
So we can walk side by side again.
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