Sister Nostalgia Poems

My childhood of the 1960's,
all those years ago,
feels like a Saturday in my
journey nostalgic.
The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl,"
their purity of song, of smiles.
A daydream streams,
of...

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If only I could go back in time. 
Back to 2018,  
when you were still there,  
still by my side. 

I would help...

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Let's entertain no doubt.  This book was ,
but birthdays come around, and must be feted.
Five brothers and one sister celebrated
each other's anniversaries.  Close-knit
would...

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Don't Let Go

Life gets hard, 
and seems...
overwhelming at times. 
Don't let go. 

Life gets rough, 
not just at the edges, 
but all over. 
Don't let...

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Do you remember that long-ago summer
Camping out down by the lake?
You, me, your sister, and my mother
And all of the memories we’d make?

Fishing, we found,...

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Do you remember that long-ago summer
Camping out down by the lake?
You, me, your sister, and my mother
And all of the memories we’d make?

How we strolled...

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A letter from a sister

Her smile made me an old friend,
Remembering all the times spent.
Golden days that passed away,
Tears of nostalgia on a rainy day.

Her...

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That was Christmas! Great Great Grandma told them. 
The children were stunned at the old photo.
This did not look like any Christmas they had ever...

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Magic silver key,
fits into my silver shoes.
I was now set free,
I now owned many sidewalks.
My new skates were a big thrill.

 

Date Written: 8/4/2022

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Childhood...

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Where are my old white corsets
  Right next to your candy cigarettes

Hey! We didn't get today's edition of 'Grit'
  It's canceled. They use...

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Time to load up the family Dodge and hit the open road.
Our backs to California, the wheels rolling east towards the deep south. 
Arriving by...

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Babies cry, sleep, change nappies, feed. Toddlers drink water from cups. Younger brothers, younger sister, older brother, older sister, small town, large country.
One lane roads,...

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Who wants to go archery shooting with me? Daddy would say.
We would be jumping up and down with glee on that Sunday.
Our mother would remind...

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Christmas puts wonder and joy into my heart.
I turn five when I see bubble lights on a Christmas tree. 
I turn ten when I roll...

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I used to play both Peter Pan and Captain Hook
When I was a child, being dramatic and loud.
My prissy sister had to be Tinkerbelle and...

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