Twin Hearts

Clare was sad yesterday. Perhaps it was
the sewing machine or the preparations for
Christmas that made her gloomy. I whispered
sweet things, told her that I loved her.
She was brought to tears. I will tell her
why I love her. I will share stories with
her about our future. I will do all that I
can to brighten her flame.

What helps is time. She is still healing. Still
thinking about Jean and her suffering. This
is just one more reason to love her. That
she gave her all, her best. That she tried
to heal a broken soul with love.

We are twins in so many ways. Twin spirits
spreading and sharing love. Twin devotees
to truth and honesty. Twin hearts filled
with compassion.