When We Were Children

by marigold

this is a little poem I doodled up with merle's feeling in mind. And Meiling's from CCS. Except the last two stanzas. I don't know where THAT came from...

When we were children

before this happened.

I was your best friend.

Your sister.

And maybe someday, I could have been something more?

That was what I hoped.

I use to dream

that you, with your gentle smile, and me, with my love,

would live in a cottage by the sea,

and play everyday on the surf

Now I know this can never be.

'Cause you grew up,

and I grew.