My Kid Sister

My Kid Sister

Ode to Sabrina

by Laura Summerville Reed

My kid sister

Don’t touch my stuff

Go away and play

Over there with that stuff

That used to be my stuff

Or someone else’s stuff

I don’t know

We’re not alike, anyway

I tolerated you tagging along

Every once in awhile

And out of the deal you got two scars

I got to discover just how alike we really are

I watched you shine

And grow

And nurture

And let go

Now full circle

Your beautiful babies have babies.

And I claim among my most treasured possessions

A few things that used to be

My kid sister’s stuff

LSR 2014©

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Eiddwen 2 years ago from Wales

Wonderful and voted up for sure. Here's to looking forward to so many more by you now.


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lalesu 2 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Thank you so very much! ~ Laura

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