Sister Day Sister Night

Night she came a while ago sneaking up on me unaware.She is a sly woman quiet and cunning. She knows my weaknesses.

A breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine. I never know what she will bring with her.

Sad tears, happy thoughts, or dread and worry. She is unpredictable.She Knows how to twist my insides.

I try to prepare myself for her visits after all she is nothing if not punctual.

Will she kiss my cheek and say you did well today or will she throw her head back and laugh out loud knowing I failed.

I try to be her friend. I long to talk to her and learn her secrets . She thinks this is funny. such a fool am I.

She keeps me guessing. What will happen? what can I do? How will the story end? 

Bewitching me and tormenting me with more and more puzzles. My mind is left a empty void.

reluctantly I close my eyes and let night have me and I drift slowly away to a fitful sleep full of dreams of what ifs and why nots.

Hours later haggard and weary I wake to the warm embrace of of Sister Day.
 
She smiles her glow of understanding and love and whispers her encouraging words of hope.

All of the bitter ugliness is gone and fresh air fills my lungs and clears the cob webs of my mind and soul.

She smooths my brow and I am calm, refreshed and begin to smile.

Sister Day shines and my imagination is inspired again. I have found a will to believe again and move towards my future. 

I feel sunshine on my face and I look to the day and all the possibilities it will bring.