Tell Me

HOW DID WE GET HERE? 
DEAR SISTER,
I WON'T SAY, I TOLD YOU SO.

JUST CAUSE YOU'RE OLDER, 
DEAR SISTER,
I DO HAVE SOME SELF CONTROL.

THERE ARE THINGS THAT I
AM NOT GREAT AT.
WITH THAT SAID,
NOW, ISN'T THAT GROWTH.

SO TELL ME PLEASE,
DEAR SISTER,
FOR IN THE DISTANCE I SEE THE LIFE BOAT.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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March 25, 2014 at 2:55 PM
I can feel the anger and sort of pain... i hope you're well ,Sharon... :') ..if you need somebody to talk to... i'm willing to sit and listen... just count on me... yo uhave a friend here.. ^__^ Cheer up!! =D
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March 25, 2014 at 2:54 PM
Hi Sharon, WOW! I adore this poem... I'm the oldest, sister when it comes to my first family.. I admit I was controlling, and had doubts, when it came to my little sisters.. I guess we get proven wrong all the time. Sharon, the life boat's all yours.. Take it! I like the way you expressed the voice of the one in growth :).... xox~ Linda
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