My Kid Sister

_{My Kid Sister}

^{Ode to Sabrina}

^{by Laura Summerville Reed}

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©