Tracey Pollack Poet I do not know?

Brother and Sister

A mother and father that we share
Doesn't mean you had to care
Being blood is what I thought mattered
But losing mom and dad made our family shatter
Now sister I  havent talked to you in years
And brother when I came to you with tears
You turned and blamed my heartbreak on me
You wasn't near so there's no way for you to see
With a list of whys  you to put the blame on me
All we share now is DNA and a small hope we'll talk again some day
A day sooner than later beside a grave
Saying things we wanted to say
With tears in our eyes
We will be forced to say a final goodbye

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Pamela Graham September 17, 2016 at 11:00 AM We do not choose our family. I agree, they are like anyone else....sadly. We are not all blessed with an unbreakable bond. Though the love never dies. Tracey Pollack September 17, 2016 at 6:30 PM Oh but we can choose our family, just not our blood relatives. Because I choose you as my sister every day for over 30 years now :-)

Keith Logan September 12, 2016 at 3:05 AM This is sad indeed. When all else fails we should be able to lean on family for the support that lifts. For over sixty years now my sister and I have had no reason to doubt the depth of shared love. I truly wish that everyone could have that same happiness.

Daniel Turner September 11, 2016 at 3:19 PM Well Tracey, I haven't talked to my sister in 20 years. It hasn't changed my life one bit. Family can be very cruel and cold-hearted, same as anyone else. It's sad but not the end of the world. I like the honesty in this poem. As long as you write them, I will read them:):)