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Ophelia

Posted by Calob Profile 06/27/23 at 10:25AM Life Stories - Memories Poetry See more by Calob

              Ophelia

My sister went with the Angels,
Years before I was born,
Her photo, always displayed,
Was a normal part of our home.

The pain from her early departure,
Came out slowly, a bit at a time,
And yet, not fully understood,
By the mind of the child I was.

Her photo, now in my home,
Is displayed just as before,
And I still wonder why and why not,
Not understanding, yet unable to ignore.

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