Siblings

We were both alike

Like flowers of the same tree

Nourished by the same ground

Watered by the same clouds

But I was on the side of the moon

You were on the side of the sun

When you saw the sunrise

Sun always being with you

I only saw the sunset

Sun going away from me

U flourished

Youthful and young

I withered

Slowly, unknowingly

The bees are buzzing

Not knowing my story

Not knowing me

They say

Could I not be as good as you

As beautiful as you

Why, you are fed by the same tree

Only the tree knows

What it knows

The story

It wont share

~by me

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