Empty spots...

Growing up something quite urgent would happen from time to time…

In the most unexpected moments, I would look over to discover a whole entire empty spot!

Of course, I would gasp in disbelief while alerting my baby sister that right there on her tiny face sat an uninvited vacancy.

You see she was so full of love that sometimes it will spill out and overflow,

Leaving these little empty spots.

The cure it turns out was exactly the cause.

So, I would rush over and patch it up with a bit more of what it was made of.

A kiss on the forehead and the biggest of hugs usually fixed them right up.

And now once in a while she fills the ones on me,

That she just so happens to find at exactly the right time.

I wonder if everyone knows that sisters are home grown magic.

The kind you sometimes can’t stand but will always stand beside.

Especially since that day – the one Dads heart stopped beating.

Now all three of us girls carry empty spots each uniquely our own.

Although we know the reason hasn’t gone anywhere at all...

Every bit of love is still right here – which is always the cause.

These ones will never fully heal, so we carry them with us.

Rain or shine they go wherever we do.

Some days they get heavy – other days they just float right beside us.

Our very own forever empty spots that we wouldn’t trade for the world.

If it eased the hard parts for them id shoulder all the weight.

But it wouldn’t because we each got our own –

made from love by the best Dad ever.

So now you know in case you see one- there’s no need to be alarmed.

Its only love but we call them empty spots.