There is nothing like the relationships we have with siblings. An always friend. I remember when my sister left home I felt a great emptiness and like life would never be the same. But, as your poem shows, things just keep growing and we can be closer in other ways. Sharing the milestones of our lives.
I love the constancy of the poem. Things turning out as expected and creating a certain sense of fulfillment. That’s lovely and comforting.
Oh this is so wonderful, I tear the crust off my bread because I don't like it. This is wonderful
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
I have a habit of putting little pieces of myself in my poetry. It gives my reader a little insight.. read moreI have a habit of putting little pieces of myself in my poetry. It gives my reader a little insight into the poet. Thank you for your kindness in reading me, today. I deeply appreciate it.
This is a sweet trip down memory lane and one that many of us can relate to. To this day I count my sister as my best friend. Couldn't have survived childhood without her, lol. I love how you used the phrase, "we told our age in fractions" in the beginning and the end, like a set of poetic bookends. I really enjoyed this delightful poem, Kelly. It is always nice to think back to "the good ol' days!"
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
My sister and I were that way. How wonderful that she is still in your life. So good to see you tod.. read moreMy sister and I were that way. How wonderful that she is still in your life. So good to see you today, Dara. Thanks so much!
A clever idea. This was an easy read, and well written. I am exactly half as old as I will be when I die at 140 years, six months, three days, and a couple of hours or so. I'm very optimistic.
Wasn't growing up fun? Sometimes we thought we wouldn't make it, but we did.
I miss fractions, but not asparagus.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
Thank you for such a warm and wonderful review. Yes, we did make it after all, didn't we?