With my eyes lost in the phone
I was sitting in a corner alone.
A yell met my ears
The crawler was in tears.
My little sister had fallen
Gaping in horror of my sight
An attempt of making her laugh at my funny face a little ago must have caused this fright
Swiftly I made my figure lost
and she resumed to her play
It was my duty then since I was the only one remained to stay
She was trying to walk I guess
Pressing her soft palms on floor
She made herself arch like a cat
And then her hands grabbed the door
Slowly slowly she ascended
And finally fully erect
Distancing the door she took a step shaking as if the body wasn't intact
Two great steps she took
which, so far, was the best
Albeit soon she fell on her knees then hitting her chest
A gasp escaped my mouth but I chose not to come out
Pain was evident on her face and soon she broke the silence by her shout
It wasn't easy to see her cry
Although I knew that it was fake
As her eyes were completely dry
She then looked all around
but nobody she could found
The fact when she registered
she stopped to cry
I wanted her to endeavour the pain herself and give one more try
Sending the floor her disdain
She battered it with her hand
Will she doubt her strength? will she again try to stand?
Pausing in that stance
I saw a parallelism in her and me
Isn't that me losing my confidence in my own strengths
I delude myself into happiness by means like games and song
But endeavoring the pain is necessary step to be strong
A happy giggle brought me back to the vacant room that was my sis walking along the wall but I felt myself coming out of the gloom
A lesson by this young girl which I must have also learned
Forgotten as a side note in the midst of many pages of the life
Now since retrieved
it will help me contrive
Next time I will encounter pain
I won't run giving him disdain
Instead I will endeavour through it all and conquer my lost strength.
Watching her stumble again
I took her in my hand
She scratched my face though
But I love even her disdain