Sibling Rivalry

We were not children of privilege, But truly didn't know it. If our mama had a favorite, She surely didn't show it. Lewis was the eldest of seven And took his position seriously. Lloyd was playful and Charlie a joker Who could make us laugh hysterically. Glenn the fourth son, a peaceful lad, Was very big and strong. He was the baby for four years, Before I came along. I was the long wanted daughter And youngest until nearly three, When my sister Gladys was added, The perfect playmate for me. Seven years later Our Baby Joe, Was born in the fall. We welcomed him and he became The beloved pet of all. Our mother and daddy were loving And never lost control. We each had our own special place And played a definite role. I loved my brothers and sister And I simply don't recall An instance of sibling rivalry. I think there was none at all. My parents deserve the credit For raising a happy brood, Who loved and cared for each other As brothers and sisters should. won hm