Poem – Little Sister

It’s late, and somehow the weekend again, and I am starting to get scared at how fast the weeks are moving now. But time moves quickly I guess – and what else is new these days? 😀

Today I want to share a poem with you that combines all my delightful memories of spending time this past summer with my two little sisters into one, conglomerate poem (wow that was a complicated sentence :D) Writing can be both therapeutic and emotionally draining – and this was one of those times. I have a lot of affection for those two blonde, vivacious girls, and writing this poem definitely tugged on my heart strings.

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Last summer she clambered, laughing, into my dreams,

dragged me out in search of tangled blackberry treasure,

showed me where the fairies hide their shoes.

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Last summer I tamed wild curls on birdsong mornings,

splattered rainbow handprints across reams of white paper,

spun stories like candy floss for an eager, one-person audience.

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Last summer we held hands more often than not,

danced to the rhythm of a sudden, rhumba rain,

gathered drowsy buttercups beside familiar footpaths.

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Last summer, before I left, I kissed all twenty-four of her freckles,

tied her dragging shoelace one more time,

and wished for next summer to come soon.

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Well, there you have it – a little glimpse into my slightly-homesick big sister heart. 🙂

I’d love to hear what you think of this poem! Do you have memories of summers like these? Let’s chat in the comments! 🙂