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.
That’s all.
Where ever you are,
may you be living in joy and love.
And, peace.
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Sharing with Friday Writings, hosted by Poets and Storytellers United.
One can sense a story within the poem - relationships that struggle and settle.
ReplyDeleteThere is a relief to saying it aloud and sending it into the Universe.
DeleteRelationships can be complicated and troublesome but it can work out in the end.
ReplyDeleteThere’s always a chance in my book. ❤️
DeleteAh, sibling relationships and parent-child relationships are so fraught, so complex.
ReplyDeleteQuite literally ... chills and an urge to cry as I read this beautifully crafted poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Helen. ❤️
DeleteThe 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.
ReplyDeleteLol. I did enjoy watching two Avenger movies the other day.
DeleteSiblings can be hard.
ReplyDeleteThe luck of the draw, I suppose.
DeleteA saddness swept over me. I hear this.
ReplyDeleteBig hugs, Colleen. ❤️
DeleteVisiting with you - ALWAYS a Good Thing! love & love, 💙 -g-
ReplyDeleteLove ya, G.
DeletePeace and love to you!
ReplyDeleteRight back at you, Linda! ❤️
DeleteOh, such a fragile sadness in this poem. I wish you happy times. Love your drawings!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind words and wishes!
DeleteBeautifully 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.)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sallie, I’m honored. I felt something settle inside me when I pressed the publish button. Sad, but positive. ❤️
DeleteThe 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...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Magaly! ❤️
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