Dear sister 

I know you struggle theese days

in some difficult ways…

Now, be your own keeper,

go deeper and deeper.

In your inner landscape, there’s a wood.

There you’ll find words from our childhood.

Words from a dad,

wich important wisdom had.

Go deep, and remember what he did

To be strong when you were a kid.. 

I can see your tears

and I can feel my sister’s fears..

In a week it will fade in fog, 

in a month you will kiss a frog

In a year it is all adventure

I promise you, that I’m sure! 

Skrevet til min søster,  13.juni 2015, av Helene Merethe Dalland