Seeing Them Again Poem by Brooke Sanders

I have no dreams
I don’t know what I wanna be
I use to dream of being with my family.
One by one the leave
I have lost some sisters and brothers along the way
Still don’t know where two of them are to this day
I don’t think it’s fair
Do they know that I really do care?
I don’t know what I would say if I seen them again
If I ever pass them by on the streets,
Will we recognize one another?
Or just keep on walking?
Even though I know,
They need a new start at life, their own lives.
I wonder why they had to be taken out of my life
How long gone will they be?
Will I ever see them again, if so when?