When I was only 4 years old,
My sister went away.
They all said it was to her Nans.
But it did not feel right.
And I waited for her to return.
Days turned into weeks.
And I worried and cried.
But she did not come home.
I promised her I would always love her and I always will.
But I realised later she could not stay.
Because her parents were not mine.
She was my cousin sister.
And her mummy and daddy
did not want to live together anymore.
Days turned into weeks
And weeks turned into months.
I never saw her for such a long time.
She never saw my tears.
But everyone at home did.
My heart was sad inside.
I could not stop praying for her.
And wishing she was home,
where she belongs.
I prayed for her every night.
when mummy tucked me into bed.
Because I know prayers are answered.
And wishes do come true.
Just like when we look up in the sky.
And wish for a beautiful rainbow.
That appears like magic,
And so will Hawa too.
- Days turned into months
And I would speak and dream about Hawa.
Hoping it was time for her to come home soon.
Then one day after school.
Like magic her daddy said Hawa was coming home.
I started to count the days.
And I then realised my prayer was answered.
My sister is finally coming home soon.
We will be together again.
I never forgot about her,
Not for a single day.
I decided prayers do get answered.
Just like magic,
We will be together again.
And love each other forever.
Sisters forever.
Ayah and Hawa
