"I would like more sisters, that the taking
out of one, might not leave such stillness" ~ Emily Dickinson
one third of a trio
the oldest is me
responsible, yes
'tis me to a “T”
second in line
peacekeeper is she
flip side - a prankster
and rival for me
coming in third
quite bold at age four
daddy's little sidekick
both 'hams' to the core
three is the number
equation intact
loving forever
our blood-sister pact
This is just too lovely, Helen. Such a special bond deserves a poem in dedication to sisterhood.
ReplyDeleteThis is cute. :) Nice tribute to you and your sisters.
ReplyDeleteSadly all I had was a bully brother so friends were far more important than him.
ReplyDeleteA sweet and powerful tribute to sisterhood. Family is everything. Love what you did here, Helen :)
ReplyDeleteSisters have a special place for each other. You showed it very well. I watch Mrs. Jim and her sister have a special relationship that isn't that isn't there between my sister and me nor in other brothers and sisters. Some sisters and little brothers have a mother son type style. What I see, not scientific at all.
ReplyDeleteOh you lucky thing! I am the oldest of three; we were once happy and united but, sadly, that is no longer the case.
ReplyDeleteDearest Helen,
ReplyDeleteWhat a very sweet bond you phrased out here in your poem about sisterhood!
That is a wealth that many never know its value of.
Pieter for one, never had any sister(s)...
Mine are a bit too spread out in age. With the one below me, I've had a very close bond for decades but then, for some mysterious reason she turned against me.
But to the core they always will remain MY sisters; no matter what they feel.
Hugs,
Mariette
What a wonderful way to describe real sisters... the bond getting stronger through differences
ReplyDeleteLove this... I am the middle sister. I definitely was (still am) the peacemaker or at least the one who attempts to make peace.
ReplyDeleteMy heart is full! These words, the image... truly priceless and is what makes life worth living.
ReplyDeleteLovely way to describe that tight bind that many sisters have.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem about your love for your sisters.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely love the painting you chose to go with the delightful cadence of your words. :)
ReplyDeleteAll these years on I say I wish you were my sister Helen. Apart from being so talented you have been especially kind in your comments to me over the years. I appreciate it a lot.x
ReplyDeleteI love both the painting and the photo. The words between are the icing on the cake! I have a dear friend who is the youngest of three devoted sisters, so I have witnessed close up what a special bond that is. They are always there for her when needed, even during the many years she lived in a different country from them.
ReplyDeleteLove the first picture, glad you dug it up. Now you reminisce all your earlier experiences.
ReplyDeleteI can imagine this poem going up as a caption below a framed portrait of you three. This is beautiful! Have your sisters seen this?
ReplyDeleteCheers,
CRD
What a lovely trio of vignettes to describe the special bond between siblings!
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