This poem, written by My Li’l Place just moved my heart, to say the least. It describes the love of one sibling to another. I took so many things from it, for what it may seem like a simple poem, it took me back to my younger years. I’m one of three, we grew up quickly, took on adult responsibilities at a young age. The oldest being my brother, he took care of us younger ones like only a loving brother would do. He wouldn’t complain nor whine, he just did what needed to be done. Do you have that sibling, perhaps cousin, that means the world to you?! I would only hope we all have that special person that helped mold us into who we are today.
We are all adults now, he’s a missionary for the church with his family of 7 in Minnesota while the rest of us have remained in Florida. No matter the miles, the distance between us I’m so grateful for his prayers for me, for my health, my family and my little ones.
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My Li’l Place thank you again for sharing such a lovely poem.
Have a great Wednesday!
A-
The room is now empty, the bed half made An empty shampoo bottle lies forlorn on the floor The gray ottoman returned to its quiet empty corner Where your black luggage had recently sat in a bloated slump, half unzipped
via Dear brother… — My Li’l Place
I do have this cousin and we grew up together and continue to share an apartment in the city we live in now. Although she got married a year ago our camaraderie surprises her husband who goes green with jealousy 🙂
You do need that sibling who knows you for who you are.
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Awe! I’m so glad you can share such a beautiful bond with your cousin. Haha! I’m sure he just doesn’t understand the bond. 😊
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What an honor, Ana. Thank you…
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🙏🏽 you’re welcome! Such a wonderful poem, I’ve loved it so much.
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Reallt loved this and I was this child only the middle child. My parents divorced when I was 12, got my first job when I was 15 and we did what we had to do to stay together as a family. Only downside my mother drank alot it was the reason for my parents divorce. But we stayed together and got three it. My mother always said I kept us together apparently that was important to her! I haven’t been blogging much here and there I plan to get a new computer soon and the blogging on! Happy Sunny very lovely poem!
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Thank you for sharing your journey. My parents divorced when I was about 4 years old and my mother worked up to three jobs at time to make ends meet.
They were divorced for about 12 years and reconciled and remarried each other. Life has its loops and turns and twists but through the grace of God, we get through it all.
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