A/N: thanks for the reviews! AZN, there's a reason for the repeats. the second line is an echo. just the rhythm I was trying to create, that's all. I don't like doing the same old thing everytime. thanks for the advice! Pacific Twist, thanks for the review! I'm certainly trying to write good stuff.

Little Sister: Cliff's Poem

An apparition in a dream
An apparition in a dream
A clouded vision by a stream
A clouded vision by a stream
never never never found
disappears without a sound
An apparition in a dream

Footsteps echo down the hall
Footsteps echo down the hall
Stop to listen for her call
Stop to listen for her call
never never never heard
disappears without a word
Footsteps echo down the hall

A tiny hand that reaches out
A tiny hand that reaches out
He runs to her, he tries to shout
He runs to her, he tries to shout
never never never feel
out of reach, so warm and real
A tiny hand that reaches out

So near and yet a world apart
So near and yet a world apart
A broken soul, a broken heart
A broken soul, a broken heart
never never never hide
let the pain build up inside
So near and yet a world apart

A pair of eyes that seem so bright
A pair of eyes that seem so bright
A voice that haunts him in the night
A voice that haunts him in the night
never never never see
a world that wasn't meant to be
A pair of eyes that seem so bright

Nobody but himself to blame
Nobody but himself to blame
A soul that cowers from the shame
A soul that cowers from the shame
never never never cry
run away and wonder why
Nobody but himself to blame

A broken heart now on the mend
A broken heart now on the mend
A hardened soul that will not bend
A hardened soul that will not bend
never never never fall
at least for her he gives his all
A broken heart now on the mend

By Zinovia H. Hatzipetros