Regarding My Sister

[deckardcanine]

My sister is two years my junior,
And thus I can partly recall
Her life as a baby or toddler,
Tho not from before she could crawl.

She used to take me as a model,
Advancing much sooner than I’d,
And later outdid me at talents
In which I had taken much pride.

It caused me some real consternation,
And so I would push her around,
Yet Mom says we got along nicely
Compared to the norm that she’d found.

We did enjoy playing together.
There came a predictable trend.
By college, I’d lost all resentment;
My sister was simply a friend.

Last year, when she called up and told me
Her boyfriend proposed, I said, “Wow!”
(That’s one way she’s light-years beyond me.
I doubt I’ll be catching up now.)

The wedding is finally over.
Her life as a wife has begun.
I look back and think how she’s blossomed
And wish her the best with her hon.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Lovely tribute!

[makovette.livejournal.com]

Remarkably sweet of you to write that, well done! :)

[(Anonymous)]

Lovely tribute!