I’m seven. My little sister by my side,
at all times. Partners in crime.
Summer afternoons blend into cool nights.
Carefree and light.
Mom calling us to come Home.
Oh, but how we wished to still roam.
The street was ours.
We’d beg our father to let us look at the stars.
I’m twelve. Never did we think,
that in the blink
of an eye
we’d have to say goodbye,
to the Home we once knew,
and there’s nothing we can do.
Because Loretta is sick.
But with you as my sidekick,
I’ll always be at Home.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 8:27 PM UTC
I’m seven. My little sister by my side,
at all times. Partners in crime.
Summer afternoons blend into cool nights.
Carefree and light.
Mom calling us to come Home.
Oh, but how we wished to still roam.
The street was ours.
We’d beg our father to let us look at the stars.
I’m twelve. Never did we think,
that in the blink
of an eye
we’d have to say goodbye,
to the Home we once knew,
and there’s nothing we can do.
Because Loretta is sick.
But with you as my sidekick,
I’ll always be at Home.
