Andrea Dietrich Poet Quatrain

Guilty

Mom caught my sister at the sink pouring out her soup.
I'd done it first. My poor sister only copied me.
She never snitched on me, yet she got Mom's punishment.
I got to see the movie she did not get to see!

I don't recall if I ever told my sister sorry.
So here's my apology; dear Melanie, you know
I love you bunches, and next time that I see you, Sis,
I'll pay for both the popcorn and your ticket to a show!


March 16, 2016

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Susan Gentry March 21, 2016 at 11:57 PM :) Congratulations Andrea! Enjoyed it.

Brian Mcclain March 21, 2016 at 6:39 PM Hi Andrea, Cuz nobody likes a snitch! Wonderful childhood memory, spun into a fantastic poem. Congrats on your placement in the Guilty contest. Cheers, Brian

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores March 21, 2016 at 7:46 AM Congratulations on the placement of the contest Andra.

Wendy Rycroft March 21, 2016 at 6:15 AM Very funny congrats x

Probir Gupta March 20, 2016 at 8:57 PM Lovely poem. Congrats for the placement...

Beautiful Scars March 20, 2016 at 5:16 PM Andrea, congrats on your placement in the contest:)-luloo

Lin Lane March 20, 2016 at 4:54 PM Congratulations on your placement, Andrea. You have a sister worth appreciating! ;)

Jan Allison March 20, 2016 at 4:49 PM many congrats on your win - now you can't get enough of soup lol:-) hugs jan xx

James Inman March 20, 2016 at 3:39 PM Wonderful write Andrea. The feelings seem much deeper than the words on the page. To have a simple little thing eat at you for so long. Guilt is a lingering thing. Make sure she reads this. Andrea Dietrich March 20, 2016 at 6:46 PM Oh, Ralph, I don't feel that guilty about this. In fact, I wrote another poem more comical about it years ago and let her see it. This is all I could come up with for the contest. I was such an angel otherwise. hahaha

Funom Makama March 18, 2016 at 11:35 AM This is one of the bright part of a moody day as today for me. I am blessed reading this piece. Keep on writing lovely. cheers!

Bl Devnath March 17, 2016 at 4:26 PM Ha ha ha.... very nicely penned a lovely memory. Good luck. Loved always my lovely friend, bl

Jan Allison March 17, 2016 at 3:53 PM Oh this made me laugh Andrea - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Arthur Vaso March 17, 2016 at 12:26 AM Can you post her telephone and address here, so we can follow up on this confession? :) Make sure she received it!!! Kidding, this is so beautiful, and brought me smiles!

Timothy Hicks March 16, 2016 at 10:28 PM Funny the little things that stick with you, and seem like such a big deal at the time ... I doubt if your sister even remembers! Your house sounds a bit like mine ... if we didn't like the food then we wouldn't eat or get to leave the table (ever stare at your plate hoping your meal would somehow disintegrate magically? ... lol) ...

Lindsay Laurie March 16, 2016 at 10:10 PM G'day Andrea ... it's the second mouse who gets the cheese on a mousetrap - really good Andrea - Lindsay

Tim Smith March 16, 2016 at 3:35 PM It is always the one who goes second who gets caught. She has probably forgotten about it.

Walter T. Ashe March 16, 2016 at 2:55 PM :-) :-) :-) As I read this I had to laugh at things my brother and I did! Thank you for the :-)!

Barbara Gorelick March 16, 2016 at 1:55 PM I had something like that happen with my brother..the little rat said I was the one who threw my lunch behind the woodpile..I can still see him laughing while I got a swat..love him though...cute poem...BG