Siblings

Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk. SUSAN SCARF MERRELL

SIBLINGS

There they were when I was born

My older siblings they would stay

As long as we all were children

They wouldn't go away

There I was when they arrived

My little siblings to mentor

I was in charge of keeping them

Facing front and center

But alas we all go our separate ways

Not that we didn't care

But each of us had families

And lots of love to share

Through life sporadic gatherings

Would bring awkward howdy do's

It is funny when people drift apart

Family memories can go unused

If siblings are the fortunate ones

Who find a chance to reconnect

Growing older can be much brighter

As their lives now intersect

Old memories like a favorite stew

Can be stirred and happily shared

We can look back on the good times

Or discover why we were spared

We may open up some wounds

But together we will heal

We can become philosophical

Or discuss our morning meal

While our children are living busy lives

We again as sisters and a brother

Find comfort as we age together

Remaining young with one another

We will dance to songs that moved us

So many years ago

We will laugh about our escapades

When we found the time to grow

We will share our journeys bad and good

And wipe a tear or two

We will smile sincerely as we remember

Our daily I love you