Day 58: Priorities

there are some things more important than poetry

than workshops

and freewrites

and perfect metaphors and similes that taste like home

there are smiles

and last night

i spent 3 hours trying to reproduce yours in metaphor

and failed

your veins dont translate well to page

i will miss you when im gone

trace the scars we've accumulated together

while i grow

ill mark the notches on my body to simulate your growth

my sister is 6

last night i was afraid to forget her size so i took a picture with here and documented our towering difference

i wish i hadnt

because now,

in 3 months

i will not be able to ignore what i missed

3 inches

countless conversations

1 million hugs

2 million kisses

3 million laughs

5 million smiles

and too many tears

i will miss this

and i wish

one poem

could bring me home

keep me there and hold you when you need someone too

but i am no magician

just a wordsmith

and a loving sister

who doesnt want to miss too much

you know they tell me that

there is nothing more important than your education

and they will tell you too

but dont you DARE believe it

cuz though i may be 2500 miles away

i still know

you are much much more important.