You could do no wrong in her eyes,
so I thought.
Maybe you thought the same way about me.
There was no competition of who was the better.
You were always the first born, the son.
Me, the daughter who lived.
We were her children.
She wanted for us to care for each other
to look after each other
without asking, without having to try.
Where ever you are,
may you be living in joy and love.
Sharing with Friday Writings, hosted by Poets and Storytellers United.
One can sense a story within the poem - relationships that struggle and settle.ReplyDelete
There is a relief to saying it aloud and sending it into the Universe.Delete
Relationships can be complicated and troublesome but it can work out in the end.ReplyDelete
There’s always a chance in my book. ❤️Delete
Ah, sibling relationships and parent-child relationships are so fraught, so complex.ReplyDelete
Quite literally ... chills and an urge to cry as I read this beautifully crafted poem.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Helen. ❤️Delete
The feeling of being always out of synch with a family member is a painful one. Those movies where the sibling relationships seem so natural can feel so confusing and frustrating. Things involving dragons, zombies, and superheroes seem super realistic in comparison.ReplyDelete
Lol. I did enjoy watching two Avenger movies the other day.Delete
Siblings can be hard.ReplyDelete
The luck of the draw, I suppose.Delete
A saddness swept over me. I hear this.ReplyDelete
Big hugs, Colleen. ❤️Delete
Visiting with you - ALWAYS a Good Thing! love & love, 💙 -g-ReplyDelete
Love ya, G.Delete
Peace and love to you!ReplyDelete
Right back at you, Linda! ❤️Delete
Oh, such a fragile sadness in this poem. I wish you happy times. Love your drawings!ReplyDelete
Thank you for the kind words and wishes!Delete
Beautifully written and I'm keeping your poem in a notebook of wise words that I keep just for myself. Surviving is an emotion itself -- and a hard one to come to terms with. (I'm a sibling survivor who has never been able to express the feelings that brings. Thank you for sharing.)ReplyDelete
Thank you, Sallie, I’m honored. I felt something settle inside me when I pressed the publish button. Sad, but positive. ❤️Delete
The sense of loss is so very powerful in this one. I love that in the end, the sister still wishes the best for the brother. That isn't always the case...ReplyDelete
Thank you, Magaly! ❤️Delete