Dear heart, I'm sending you a valentine
even though I know its not the season
maybe you will understand the reason
is I found your old poetry on-line
and got a little glimpse inside you mind.
I realized that you are my sister,
asking myself how could I have missed her
at the outmost house we're two of a kind.
My own guilt and old issues made me blind.
You were so sweet but I couldn't see you.
To your strength and the clearness of your truth!
You have learned to live so happily,
I wish I could make you my family
Victoria Vaughn-Perling, copyright 2005, October 11
Timestamp of last edit:Tuesday, March 20, 2007