Three FourthsA Poem by JaceyMy family sucks.So I have an elder sister, She is eighteen years older than I. When I was a baby, She used to love to Take care of me. Then I turned four, She moved out. I never ever see her. She is married And will soon be a mommy. Her baby will be Happy, sad, and much more. I will never see that baby, For my sister is moving, Far, far away.
So I have an older brother, He is fifteen years older than I. When I was a baby, He used to sleep on the floor. He never had a real home, But I often saw him. Then I turned four. He moved to college. I never saw him. I forgot he was family. He lives on his own now. He lives just down the street. Despite that, I rarely get to see him.
So I have an older sister, She is ten years older than I. When I was a baby, She lived with her mommy. I lived with mine. Then I turned four, And she moved in. I got to see her everyday. But now she is older, She moved out, And lives across town. I never get to see her.
Now I am me. I am thirteen. As a child everything was easy. I never knew what Loneliness was. I never had no one there. I loved each of my siblings, In a special way. My eldest sister cared about me. My older brother did not like me. My older sister thought of me as a brat. I realise that now, But I still love each of them. Even thought I never see them. © 2008 JaceyAuthor's Note
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