We’ve long outgrown our cradles,
and the arms of our respective mother’s.
We learned to walk.
We learned to talk.
All without ever meeting.

His absence is what bonded us.
The inexplicable link guiding our choices.
Molding us into mirrored images.
Yet, still the same.

The miles between us feel like oceans.
Stretching far and wide.
Yet I see the yellow ribbon,
that is tied around my heart,
stretch out across the water.

Someday we will meet again.
No longer in his shadow.

Know that when that day comes my arms will be open.
As will my heart.

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