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The Distance Between


Dear Sister,

 

Do you remember when we were little?

Do you remember the fun we’d have?

When we would play deadman on the trampoline?

Or walk down to the mulberry bush

And dip our toes in the creek on a hot day?

We haven’t done any of that in a long time.

But we’ve grown up

And you left me.

Each day that passes increases

The miles stretched between us.

But I know that no matter how far we spread

You’re still next to me,

Eating mulberries,

And dipping your toes in the creek.

 

Love always,

Your little sister

 
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