Sisters
Rosie,
My little sister,
My toddler baby.
Nibbling, Munching,
On rubarb.
The other one sitting there,
Shivering.
I pick her up,
I read to her,
And tell her it will be okay.
My little sister,
My baby darling,
Patty O.
Xoxo
My sisters!
Copyright © Rhonda Osheim | Year Posted 2009
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