Notes About The Poem
July 2019: Me and baby sister, Theadora Clemens with her and her son Sammy's "sister dogs" (or maybe they are brother dogs. Now I forgot!)
Baby Sister
Three sisters have I who make me so glad,
and all of us have the same mom and dad.
But there is another sister I claim.
Our fathers happen to not be the same.
This sister – the youngest in our family -
is called my half-sister, technically!
No difference this makes though I left home when
she, at that time, was much younger than ten.
As the oldest, I spent so much less time
with her than with other sisters of mine.
Now knowing her better, I have no doubt
that leaving home early, I really missed out.
I missed all those years when she was in school,
the great things she did, and things she found cool.
Dance lessons my sister took – same as me!
Each other’s recitals we did not see.
I missed out on watching her turn into
a splendid young woman as the years flew.
I ended up living so far away
my kids had no cousins with whom to play.
A few rare reunions in my home state
were times for which I hardly could wait.
My dear baby sister I then got to know.
If only I’d gotten to see her kids grow.
She has a son Sammy whom I adore.
He lives near MY state, so his mom I see more.
When she visits her son out here in the west,
I spend time with her. Those times are the best!
We have much in common, and with our kids grown,
we’ve got lots of time to chat on the phone.
Theadora – though a half-sister – SHE
is in every way a whole sister to ME!
Oct. 23, 2020
NA in the 'From the Heart' Poetry Contest of Regina McIntosh
Now for 'HM's and NA's October 2020' Contest of Constance La France
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