Preciously gathering each rose petal
Younger sister’s funeral come to an end
The depth of pain unbearable
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Living like me hasn’t been easy
living in an RV for 9 years wasn’t very pleasing.
Growing up as the fat middle child made me become a ghost, an outsider.
Being compared by my sister made me feel like I had to become her but I wont let society come between us cause shes my sister
Having a father look down on me cause I was fat and wasnt healthy,
why couldn’t he just love and hug me?
So much emotions,
Im sorry but imagine a life where I can’t be free
Now i’m 24 and I have more clarity with who i am and who I want to be.
We all have it hard but how can one love her self when she saw herself as the ugly sibling, the odd duckling.
But I know ill be okay since I have god and maturity,
I hope someone can love me for who I am and what I have inside of me.
Since the day you were born I've loved you from my inner core,
Your beautiful eyes pearcing the world for what you adore,
Your joyous laughter lifting mountains of sorrow - no more,
Your sweet, playful, gentle love within my heart you do bore,
There was a time when I was no longer the one you knew,
Lost in the chaos of a storm now passed I'm now immune,
Learning to once again love free let our love again renew,
On this day you celebrate just know I'm grateful for you,
Proud of the lady you are and the light you bring on high,
The man you chose bestows his honor no one can deny,
Your loyal love stands firm as the gateway that can't be pried,
You are my one and only sister and my joy my pride,
My hope you can forgive me now I'm in a better place,
I'll never forget to bask in my sister's light embrace,
Older sister advised, Girls like a man with money
Younger one giggled, Just be funny
I tried to be funny, but made no money
Instead I ate a lot and grew my tummy
My little little sister, baby of the family.
You are so beautiful.
You shine so brightly, smile so happily, love so strongly.
You make my world better, little little sister.
You take the reasons away.
You make me want to see another sunrise.
My little little sister.
I carry on for you.
Whose baby is that? I think we know.
Her creators are quite aglow.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
we watch her laugh as she cries hello.
Mom gives her a shake,
Baby laughs until her belly aches.
The only other sound's that break,
Are of distant birds who wake.
The baby is Luciana, LULU I take,
One day she will have many
promises to keep and a bed to make
After baby formula and lots of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to her very cheap.
She rises from her gentle bed,
With thoughts of nothing in her head,
One day, she will swap formula for hearty
bread and get ready for the many days ahead.
Thanksgiving Day is once again,
This time bringing a new friend.
Well, LULU this comes to tell you
That you’re lucky as can be
To become the newest member of so loving a family.
Awake me muse, for I need to commit,
To something, anything that will keep me fit
Before me sits, an unbuilt kit,
waiting for me to assemble it
With steady hands ready to work,
Unboxing, pulling out pieces,
for all they are worth
Parts and pieces dispersed here and there,
instructions interpreted as somewhat fair
Leave it to me, I’ll get it done,
better late than never, I told someone.
Time has come, to glue this to that,
prime, sand, then paint all that
To finish the task at one’s feet,
the process calls for it to repeat
Don’t call me a bad guy,
if I justify why you should electrify
You can paint or wallpaper any wall,
it doesn’t much matter to me at all
With all those lights still so dark,
plug in with “AC” to get a spark
Once we throw the thumb-wheel switch,
we behold all that glows,
hopefully, without a hitch.
I can proudly say to you this day,
this dolls house is ready and on its way
Ready for you to decorate
with folks gathering to participate
Thanking you in advance
for this build of mine
and approving of my timeline
At some point, you might say,
at his best, he was a gifted Miniaturist
Her bicycle has carried her many miles. She
is here now in a sacred place where leaves
are falling. She's here now, settling near my
heart. Pan flute notes float mid-air, then
settle on the path. Her warmth, a warm
summer day; her voice, a picnic of words;
her presence, a gathering of doves.
She ascends now: swirling spokesperson
pedals on to do her work. I love her comings,
her goings. Her bicycle carries her many miles.
She is faithful to her humanity.
Moon Harp
With all the love in my heart, I wonder how can I carry on.
I wish we were together again and I am glad all your pain is gone,
I see your sweet smile, still encouraging me some how.
I looked up to you, in everything we did, just as I am doing now.
My beautiful sister, wrap your wings around me so we won’t be apart.
I wonder how I can carry on, with all the love in my heart.
As I look back, I know when
we drifted
Though faulted with being
believed
Trust this, I emptied my soul
Holding will destroy your soul
Forgiving myself first, open
door to be free
Forgiving mom, allow healing
can't you see
You missed real love Mom
shared
Forgive is to heal , so life
enjoyed
What Happened
When will your excuses stop
Mom waited, you lost
I believe you like this life of
dark anger
I miss mom, we enjoyed life
What happened decades is unspeakable
Survivor I am, not unspeakable
Your emotions embarrass
mom
Sadly you couldn't enjoy mom
Treating everyone with cold attitude is lonely life
Thanks for the lesson, my peace always win fight
Sisters are supposed to secure generation
Loosing parents, and siblings build new foundation
You and I can't fulfill these dreams
My heart has finally healed a past pain
I will plant new beginning with amazing mom
Life is a gift to love, grateful, share, teaching not chop up
I'm not perfect, but I gaining my inner faith, hope, and love with kindness From God
Wish you well Sister
As I look back, I know when
we drifted
Though faulted with being
believed
Trust this, I emptied my soul
Holding will destroy your soul
Forgiving myself first, open
door to be free
Forgiving mom, allow healing
can't you see
You missed real love Mom
shared
Forgive is to heal , so life
enjoyed
What Happened
When will your excuses stop
Mom waited, you lost
I believe you like this life of
dark anger
I miss mom, we enjoyed life
What happened decades is unspeakable
Survivor I am, not unspeakable
Your emotions embarrass
mom
Sadly you couldn't enjoy mom
Treating everyone with cold attitude is lonely life
Thanks for the lesson, my peace always win fight
Sisters are supposed to secure generation
Loosing parents, and siblings build new foundation
You and I can't fulfill these dreams
My heart has finally healed a past pain
I will plant new beginning with amazing mom
Life is a gift to love, grateful, share, teaching not chop up
I'm not perfect, but I gaining my inner faith, hope, and love with kindness From God
Wish you well Sister
my twin despises animals
I collect anything alive
she will not eat a tomato
I have some kind of tomato at every meal
She is an advocate of a political party I abhor
you would have to give me a lobotomy to vote for her candidate
my twin loves to cook and clean
I would rather hit myself in the head with a brick than clean
My twin has my laugh, my face, we are identical
We have the same hazel eyes, the same stubborn hair
I have her sense of humor, we both have joy
We get along in a special happy twin way
We love each other despite our differences
My favorite colors are yellow and orange
She has a house full of browns and grays
I have black lights, and fluorescent colors throughout my abode
We agree on bees
We want honeybees to survive
She had a bee house in her yard.
I saved a bee’s life last week; we are safe if we talk about bees.
Under the emerald sky, I stand as an oak, with my sister close by,
Our roots intertwine, bearing the weight of time's endless sky.
We hold the ground that in childhood dreams was a meadow,
Where laughter and tiny footsteps hid among the silent grass below.
Now, a resting field for cattle grazing lazily near,
Twin oaks we're called, by the road stretching to the horizon clear.
We still lift our branches toward the clouds that slowly roam,
Remaining unchanged in the eternal landscape, our steadfast home.
Though hurried passersby barely see us, caught in life's snare,
Time flows like a secret river through our ancient leaves' air,
Searching for golden treasures in life's labyrinth, hard to ensnare.
We, the oaks, silent witnesses to the world, find solace in our roots,
While memories shine like fireflies in the night that fades and uproots.
Love changes everything, words oh so true
My world changed as our family crew grew
Day by day for you sisters, love did grow
The loveliest sisters that one could know.
Sisters you completely captured my heart,
Nothing and no one could tear us apart.
That goes for all those who love you to bits
Especially your children and grandkids.
So bouncy and lively, zesty and bright,
That's the way you go on sailing through life
You light up a room, soon as you appear
True gifts to the world, so precious and dear.
May today and the days that come after
Be filled with abundant love and laughter
Every moment a moment to treasure
For sisters who bring life so much pleasure.
Never change from the women that you are
Dear sisters to me you are Super Stars.
More than a soft toy,
she kept these Puffies
for years; she kept
them free and safe.
I left, right..left..right,
out of her everyday -
her sis marched right
out of her life, but
her Puffies so proud
on a shelf; its shelf life,
who knows, but they’ve spent
nearly half a century with her.
Wallace Berry Cream Puffs
stayed in the palm
of her sister’s hand,
never looking forward
or back, never going far.
This soft toy enjoyed
the chatter, laughter, love
of her new owner.
Reminders of a faraway home,
a forever after,
the sweet kiss of a 5 year old.
She held her Puffies tight; tighter
the memories of so long ago.
It all matters - not the toy,
yes the toy, yes the girl.
The small basset hounds,
coffee brown floppy ears,
cream bodies (like wool),
and ample pink snouts.
The sailor in me knew
these two would
be well-cared for. This child
held her responsibility
in high-regard.
There’d be other collectibles,
but sis never neglects
the treasures of the past.
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