December 26, 2015

Inheritance


Someone said
he saw you
only yesterday,
recalling your face
as you answered
one last knock
on your door,
though he couldn't say
just when, for sure. 
Living alone,
you never fell
for love,
everything seems 
to have been arranged
from above.
Your sister's
supposed to arrive
tomorrow,
ready to carry
her share
of sorrow.