Antoinette Marcelle
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Some don't know her very well-
My sister, Antoinette Marcelle;
A reserved and silent beauty,
To see her is a pleasantry.
Though she is much younger than me,
We two are the youngest of three.
A gift from our father, Marzell,
Is the second name of Antoinette Marcelle.
Summer days are peachy keen,
A flower grows where none has ever been!
And is therefore rarer than rare,
For others are abloom elsewhere.
Antoinette Marcelle, a wishing well!
And birds sing in the dell,
And shadows chase the sound of song,
As they dart and flit along.
With my brother, we are three,
Side by side in destiny;
But youngest of us is Antoinette Marcelle,
The last button on Jacob's coattail.
Note: My late mother drew this picture of Antoinette when she was still a child. She gave me a copy. I have always loved this song by Carly Simon, and that's why I included it, not with any intention of self praise. It's such a loving song about sisters, and it's always made me think of mine. Actually, I'd like to be my younger sister. :0
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2020
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