**I did NOT write this poem, the author is Andy Young, I don't own Firefly

Sister

You will arrive

At a point

When you realize

That you have been missing

From most of your life

You will forget

The redness of your mother's lips

But remember losing

A slice of skin on your knee

Childhood will not pass quickly

It will erode like paint around a doorknob

You will search

The curve of your spine

The knot in your stomach

The seam of you dress

Between temples, lips, legs

And you will find

Pieces that fit together

and pieces

That aren't there

Someone took them from you

Without the permission

You did not know that you had

You will glue the pieces together

And the cracks will leak

You will break open

Fall apart

And I will help you

Find you

We will wait till May

And dig a hole together

Bury the pieces you have

And don't have

And I will lie

Next to you

On the ground

Until you grow

ANDY YOUNG