Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Journeys of Transition

My brother is but a plane trip away
My sister’s now got a place of her own
I can talk to them when they’re on the phone
But no longer do I see them each day
Years ago it was all a different way
We would argue, take sides, bicker and fight
We would refuse to share and forget birthdays
And we’d deny the bond that held us tight
But now, with my siblings gone, it’s different
Conversations last longer than before
We’ve even stopped hating our parents
And we support each other more and more

Absence doesn’t just make the heart grow fonder
It makes the bond of family stronger


??/?? 2003

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