Prodigal Daughter
falls into the company of fools:
rejects family,
rejects boy,
rejects home.
Knows touch,
ends up alone,
leaves den

Boy is not brother.
It is not his job
to keep her from wrong lovers.
He warns her once
with a smile and a wink
and then kisses the backs of her hands with a promise
that he’ll pick up the pieces
of her heart when it breaks.

Prodigal Daughter
returns home
clean cut
to family,
to boy she links fingers with,
to boy who stays,
to boy who is home.

Boy who is not brother,
but through him
love is shown.


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