It's funny how 10 years can seem like a decade in the eyes of a 16 year old looking down into big round eyes.
You are to be seen and not heard.
And
You can't go. This isn't for babies.
Turns into 45 and 55
Eye to eye connecting
Sweetie, would you join me for a glass of wine?
And
How do you think I should handle this? You are better with kids than me.
Baby sister and friend.
I am even sometimes your mama.
It's funny how 10 years became thin air.
YES. My sisters are 11 (twins) and 13 years older than me. So they were big when I was little, and adults when I was a teenager. But after about age 24, we all suddenly became peers. They are quite truly my best friends.
ReplyDeleteHi Wendy. So cool to have 3 older sisters. I actually did too. This poem references my oldest.
ReplyDeleteMy sister is 8 years older than me and your poem rang true in so many ways -- interesting how relationships develop over time. I have enjoyed connecting this month --thank you for being my welcome wagon. It helped knowing you were out here looking out for me. I hope to continue to connect on Tuesdays!
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