Sister Spirit

Dear Sister mine,
With that fading light in your eyes;
Don't let that spark you have die.
Keep your burning passion alive.

Though buckets of ice have chilled your core;
And horrible storms have thrown you from shore;
While terrible winds shook your bones;
The fire inside you can keep us both warm.

It's sad other kids just don't understand.
They tore you to shreds every time you looked for a hand.
Your hopeful nature and friendly face
Was lost in humanity's cruel embrace.

Even invisible, I still see your beacon's light.
Never mind the fact you don't know it shines bright.
Your smile, it glows as you talk with much speed,
Ranting and raving and speaking at me.

Despite no response aside my eye roll,
You carry on telling stories to me: the Brick Wall.
Whether you believe I'm annoyed-- you keep going.
Under my mask I'm grinning, just not showing.

I know you think I'm crazy sometimes, but you are a pyre.
Fuelled by curiosity, and the smarts you've acquired.
You're a lot wiser than you're given credit for.
This potential you have; I hope you'll foster and explore.