A poem about family.
sisters you and me.
Much older now but even so
as different as two can be.
We've had our share of arguments
Since we were three or four
Like all sisters do, I guess.
No, with us it seemed like more.
We never did see life the same
We had different points of view.
Each thinking that the other one
just "didn't have a clue".
Still to those who know us now
I'm sure they would agree
Although we came from the same root
We each grew our seperate tree.
I can't decide who was right or wrong
Could it be her? or me?
Do you think this could be called "abnorm"
or just plain "family".
Poetry by Judith Berto
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Written on 2006-11-17 at 18:29
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Sisters
So life has found us together againsisters you and me.
Much older now but even so
as different as two can be.
We've had our share of arguments
Since we were three or four
Like all sisters do, I guess.
No, with us it seemed like more.
We never did see life the same
We had different points of view.
Each thinking that the other one
just "didn't have a clue".
Still to those who know us now
I'm sure they would agree
Although we came from the same root
We each grew our seperate tree.
I can't decide who was right or wrong
Could it be her? or me?
Do you think this could be called "abnorm"
or just plain "family".
Poetry by Judith Berto
Read 789 times
Written on 2006-11-17 at 18:29
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