you are a poem that breathes

today’s sun feels different than yesterday’s but also I’m outside which I couldn’t bear until I dug and found kindness without needing anyone else one step forward hundreds of hopes lifted there is heart in the breeze, carried from flower to flower with the only drudgery being how we reimagine home as it fits in a blah little box instead of fields of possibility

Something I love about my sister that is so rare in humans is she is easily moved to tears, she expresses herself so quickly. She cries happy tears all the time, she’s emotionally rooted to the moment. Sometimes she feels like she’s too much, but her hugeness and the way she expresses herself is what I love most about her.