Kids Again
There I was serving up the coney islands
when in walked a friendly stranger so
unknown but somewhat familiar
"Can I help you?"I asked then suddenly a
bolt of recognition
a shot of electricity
The thrill that cannot be washed away
in a sea of happy tears
"Is it really you?"I asked in barely a croak
a hissing whisper
Trepidation-what if I'm just crazy?
But no,it was her
The oldest of our brood
Now I am the middle child again!
This is not right brain,left brain
This is pure emotion-run to her
Embrace my long ago lost sister
She wraps me up in her arms
I'm five again
She's twelve
Years are vanished and memories are blooming
Ever since then we've been making new ones!
By Deb Wilson
for contest"One Stand Out Day"
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