To Denise! I Love You!

I Saw Only Thirteen Years

My mind swims with thoughts of Neesie
You would be, what, 26, these days?
A full thirteen
years older than when I last saw you.

You died and left me,
my young playmate& friend—
sister.
Not twins, but closer.

I remember you had gained weight
--a good sign—
You stole my tips &
awaited your period & womanhood.

Now I try to imagine
your kids & mine—

but instead I can only see
your freckles below soft blue eyes.
B. Faulkner

1:20 p.m.

12-11-09

Valdese, NC
 
She died 13 years ago today!