again.
plastic flowers adorn your home
did anyone tell you
your husband's new wife is with child
no one's seen them in ages
your sister found out through some facebook post.
here we sit, in the freezing january
your mother fell last week
no walking for three months
so while she rests and heals,
for the first time in who-knows-how-long,
i've decided to tend to you
i hope you like the flowers
i hope you like the letters from my sister who never met you
and this feels sort of embarassing
but i really missed you at christmas this year.
did anyone tell you
i nearly died last year
something about malnutrition can really take a bit out of you
and the whole time, lying on my bedroom floor, i was thinking
i can't wait to see you again-
but it's been seven years now
and i only see you in dreams
with your long hair and big eyes and a voice that could calm any child
oh, you would've loved my little sister
she's just like you,
straight hair, same name
she's just like you,
the life of the party, the warmth in the room.
did anyone tell you
you are still so loved
there's a bench at your home, well kept and polished
your bedroom is still the way that you left it
the bed is made up
the books are on the shelf
and while i don't have any plans to nearly die again
i still can't wait to see you
again.