Her brother lay on his back
Clutching his side
Licking his mouth
Like he’d eaten the best meal ever.
The baby climbed
Off her sister’s lap
Crawled to his side and
Placed her head on his tummy.
Her eyes wide
Her head rising and falling
Less and less
Until it stopped
Her older sister rubbed her back
She had tasted the smell
Of rain on her lips
Before he slipped away
Three had become two
The clouds opened and unleashed a downpour
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