When houses become like broken shells
One finds a brother who walks on his feet
To meet his sister, in the grave of innocence
It was originally born with.
My sister never asked for anything, not even a greeting card...
And she was delighted when I picked her up from school when she had blisters on her feet.
I felt safe as I accompanied her through the night with her bandaged legs.
I felt safe and secure with my sister.
Image courtesy - Grave of the fireflies
Force can NEVER diminish goodness of human spirit!
'Press of my boot to the Earth springs a thousand affections!' - Corita Kent
As brothers and sister we shall walk always!
To this beautiful bond of brother and sister!
I am so lucky to have a brother who comes walking to meet me!
Grateful!
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