From left: me, my sister and my cousin, circa 1978.
I’m going to visit my sister tomorrow. In light of this, I burned a CD with some of our childhood favorites which includes Maxine Nightingale, Michael Jackson, Olivia Newton-John and Donna Summer. (Kindly contain your jealousy. Asked nicely, I might just burn a copy for you.)
Below is a little something written in honor of my sister who still insists I only exist because she wished for me on her fourth birthday.
Wishes
Wishes are for sisters and stars
Wishes are made of dust
And so was I
A birthday wish come true
You picked my name
Brought me to school as show and tell
Pencils and brushes made good microphones
For duets with Captain Fantastic
A hundred near-misses
Almost down the laundry chute
Because it looked like Alice’s rabbit hole
My life spent running
To catch up with you
But somehow
Little sisters get left behind
You can’t come
You’re too little
Baby
Big sisters swagger
They’re the bosses
The sheriffs of your town
Hold your sister’s hand
Watch your sister
Indian burns, piggyback rides
Kickball and fireflies
Tickling, pinches
Kicks under tables
Stop looking at me
Doomed and blessed right from the start
How do you love your sister?
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3 responses to “Sisters”
what beautiful little girls! Times were simpler!
What a wonderful poem…you made me recall all the little special things that I shared with my baby sister…and tho she is grown now…she is still my Baby Sis…thanks.
I have two sisters also! Our soundtrack spands the 80’s, but would start with 60’s soul music! The link above will show you one of our frequent “3 sisters” pix – this one from 1978.