I cry for all that I never had
I mourn for ties that never were
A family lost in dysfunction
Unable to concur
Opportunities for lasting love
For deep, abiding friendships
Connections never created
Instead jokes, fights, quips
Death removed possibilities
Chances lost for good
Hope springs eternal with
Coulda, woulda, should
Her spirit lives inside us
As does her faults and flaws
Sisters unable to bridge the distance
Unable to sheath their claws
Loss should have pulled us together
But instead it drove us apart
Mom's lasting legacy
Sisters who never talk
Kim Gelinas
copyright 2007
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