by April L. Smith
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Spent swinging happily from the old rope
hanging on the tree’s thick arm.
Sharing popsicles under a
smiling spring sun,
racing through dense woods
scented with summer.
Whooshing dizzily down
yellow, wet plastic
and feeling the wind trail
curious fingers through our hair,
and thinking we’d be young forever.
We huddled together beneath the covers
in Christmas morning’s cool, inviting arms
waiting impatiently to see Santa’s bounty.
Innocence was ours that day.
What happened to those days, Sean?
I loved you as much
as a sister could love a brother—
Months go by,
hardly a thought or a glance,
harsh words exchanged occasionally,
a simple noncommital greeting
on Thanksgiving day.
Is this what adulthood is
for us now?
I yearn for the closeness, the love,
I see other siblings share.
It flows naturally,
yet for us that water is stagnant
Will we ever be close?
Or just related strangers
passing each others lives by….
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|Reviewed by Dan Rains
|This is sad. Just keep in mind that family is the most important thing there is and keep trying. Nice write.
|Reviewed by Constance Gotsch
|It happens. Sometimes it's hard to figure out why. Keep trying|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|This is so sad and I hope you give a copy of this to him, I know what it is like to not be speaking to a sibling my brother and I never spoke for almost 4 years and I regretted each and every one of them. Hope you can find your way back as we did, I called him at christmas to wish him the best of the holidays and we became friends again, maybe it will work for you to April.
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|I see this so much, fortunately in other families.
I know I'm so lucky to be close to those left in my family, but we appreciate the effort made by all of us to never let time fill big gaps in our togetherness.
I'll see everybody at Christmas, but I also saw them yesterday.