They were always there well one was
The other came later - was a Keene painting
 Fought and played - grew up learning
 Sisters for a boy are a gift of unknown awareness

I learned about women from those girls
 That their lives were as full of aspiration 
 Their joys were the same as mine 
People in different bodies is all 

 I learned how to take myself less seriously with them
 And forgot it along the way - they knew me too well 
But I am afraid they no longer do - I am not the same 
 Nor are they these beautiful women full of new hues 

 I see them now and still the bright colors are there
But they are too confusing to me - a parallax view
Multi-dimensioned and faceted - there but not there
 I will always love their smiles and miss their proximity

© PViel 2000