~ 1977 ~
Siblings
there were times
they caught him alone
no brother or sister
to run interference
shield him
from the laughing
pointing
bullying
but those times were
few and far between
because
kids knew not to mess
kids knew not to mess
with our boy
his siblings simply
would not tolerate it
A cruel side to human nature, Helen, and poems like this, help to raise awareness.
ReplyDeleteHe's lucky he had you all around. Unfortunately, the bullying often comes from sibs. BTW, I'm loving the photo!
ReplyDeleteSo sad that bullies generally do find a way to make their mark! What predators they are. But great that many times his siblings were able to shield him! I enjoyed the picture too!
ReplyDeleteWhat loving, protective siblings...wonderful poem, Helen. And I just love the photo!!! So adorable...and look at you, lookin' like a movie star!!
ReplyDeleteSad to be picked on by bullies but, so good to have brothers and sisters who did not allow it too !~! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is so touching!
ReplyDeleteAnd you are still holding your hand over his shoulders. He is lucky; and you are all lucky for having such hearts and souls.
ugh...turns my stomach you know...i am glad he had someone to portect him at least part of the time...kids can be relentless...wow look at you too!
ReplyDeleteThat is so great, that he had protectors. I love the photo of all the happy faces!!!!And the easy-to-see affection you all shared.
ReplyDeleteIt's so good that his siblings protected him. Many don't, unfortunately.
ReplyDeleteI just came from Jim Klenke's blog; hope you two communicate about your names. Love your photo today! and, thanks for visiting my blog.
ReplyDeleteNice family photo ~ I am glad his siblings were there to protect him ~
ReplyDeleteFantastic write, and I adore that picture!
ReplyDeleteI love the photo! YOU are so pretty~ I hate the way bullies prey on our souls~ I am so glad he had protection from his siblings, too~
ReplyDeletePowerfully written! Thank goodness for sibling protection at least part of the time.
ReplyDelete...Oh. This subject is killing me! Sweet faces, I love your poem, love the sense of family here. Hope he survived intact and full of confidence.
ReplyDeleteExcellent. Makes its point with brevity and style.
ReplyDeleteSupport is the answer.
ReplyDeleteGreat to have back up. Terrific write about solidarity.
ReplyDeleteDearest Helen,
ReplyDeletePrecious photo and great poem! You share from your heart and it shines.
Love to you,
Mariette
A touching write, Helen. Funny how siblings can rabblerouse one another, but let someone from outside attack one of them and they band together in fierce protection. I had only one sibling, a brother seven years older than I, and it was not until we were both adults we bonded.
ReplyDeleteNice one. Glad he had the protection from his sibs
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my blog today
Much💖love
Sibling clan. There were 9 of us. And I loved the '70s.
ReplyDeleteThe right kind of support always makes things better, even the horror of being bullied. Glad he had his siblings to stand with him.
ReplyDeleteGreat to have a family where siblings stick up for each other!
ReplyDeletegreat poem, brief, yet the sibling love shines through.
ReplyDeletethere is a love-hate relationship about the 70's, yet it is an exceptional period to grow up. yeah, the picture could be a still from a movie. :)
Beautiful words of protective supportive siblings.
ReplyDeleteKids can be so unkind and even worse, adults too.
Kind regards
Anna :o]
The blessing, joy, and fun of having a sibling. Sometimes I wish I had one.
ReplyDeleteLovely family photo...heartbreaking,,, glad he had family support Also sad that Dave and Rinkly Rimes are no longer with us
ReplyDeleteYeah...only child...but had lots of kids so they'd experience your poem.
ReplyDeleteI had none to back me up. but sometimes siblings can be the worst bullies too.
ReplyDeleteOf course, that is the spirit. Love the siblings love!
ReplyDeleteI didn’t have a brother, only younger sisters, and no one to defend me against bullies. Sadly, the last time I spoke to my youngest sister was back in 2013, when she tried to bully me. She wouldn’t speak to me at my mother’s funeral – too guilty, I hope.
ReplyDeleteSiblings! I enjoy a belated back-up after years of not being close. It's interesting.
ReplyDeleteI know you were/are one fierce mama and you taught your kids right <3 <3 <3
ReplyDeleteA lovely tribute!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful family you have, Helen. I love your family photo! It is great to have siblings that look out for each other! Well done.
ReplyDeleteSiblings are there for us, we can always count on them.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how we want it both ways; that children are all sweet angels, and children can be such demons. I think children are just people, usually like their parents, and they can behave atrociously to one another. Thank goodness for siblings!
ReplyDeleteHelen, your poem beautifully captures the protective strength and unity among brothers and sisters. The succinct lines convey a powerful message about the unyielding support and defense siblings provide. A heartwarming and relatable piece! 🌟👫
ReplyDeleteMuch love,
David
SkepticsKaddish.com
It's so fortunate he had loving, protective siblings. Beautiful words and photo! 💙
ReplyDeleteI love that photograph: and the poem speaks volumes of that glimpse of comraderie and love. As an only child, this would have been my dream. I don't think your brother could have asked for better protectors, Helen!
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