Beneath autumn's woven tapestry, I tread,

                                        A sister's path, a whispering elegy,

                                        A heart cloaked in silence, its burdens widespread,

                                        New kin demands, a labyrinth to flee,

                                        A soul entrenched in struggle, deeply led.

                                        Once cradled close, the family's guiding light,

                                        Now bound by chores, a relentless parade,

                                        A mountainous laundry heap, a sister's fight,

                                        Unspoken duties, like a relentless cascade,

                                        A heart in turmoil, cloaked in the night's might.

                                        Within the homely hearth's encompassing gaze,

                                        A sister yearns, her realm lost in disdain,

                                        Her brother's scorn, a tempest's bitter blaze,

                                        Seeking her worth, an elusive refrain,

                                        A soul engulfed, amidst fall's fiery blaze.

                                        Once cherished, now eclipsed in toilsome plight,

                                        Her brother's sneer a dagger's cutting sting,

                                        A sister's anguish, in the fading light,

                                        Craving respect, a caged bird's silent wing,

                                        A pained heart hidden in the veil of night.

                                        Amidst the rustling leaves' whispered refrain,

                                        A sister strains to shatter binding chains,

                                        In hushed entreaties, her heart's muted pain,

                                        To break free from silence' stifling reins,

                                        A soul in turmoil, its quiet strain.

                                        In earnest dialogue, her spirit braves,

                                        To voice her struggle, the veils unbind,

                                        Amidst autumn's ballet, a sister craves,

                                        Understanding sought, not left behind,

                                        A heart released from its concealed enclave.

                                        Through teary whispers and empathic blend,

                                        Her family glimpsed the fog she wades through,

                                        In tender talks, where empathy transcends,

                                        A chance for harmony, in dusk's soft hue,

                                        A sister's hope within the dimness penned.

                                        In autumn's tender embrace, she unearths,

                                        Her worth beyond the tasks that dim her shine,

                                        Through dialogue's embrace, where empathy births,

                                        Love and comprehension, in a tapestry entwine,

                                        A sister’s heart finds peace, breaks free from dearth.

                                        Through fall's descent, a grand liberation dawns,

                                        A sister's wisdom through trials brightly learned,

                                        In dialogue's embrace, joy's symphony resounds,

                                        Truth and love's chorus, fervently discerned,

                                        A heart finds freedom in its sweet, resounding bounds.