Come little sister,
I'll hold your hand.
Let's go together,
into the far land.
Our dreams await us,
excitement builds.
Skips and giggles,
I'll share with you.
Hold long little sister,
I'll guide you through.
Come along now
little sister,
I LOVE YOU.
This was a response to a picture prompt from Magpie Tales. Thanks Tess.
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Nostalgic and pleasing...
ReplyDeleteVery nostalgic. Thanks Berowne.
DeleteLovely, and just as I believed, his little sister!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Karen.
DeleteBig Sissy,
ReplyDeleteI am blessed and honored to be loved by someone as wonderful as you!!!
Love, Little Sissy
Always, little sis, always
DeleteAhhhh...his sister. He is so sweet to take her hand...most brothers would not be so accepting! Ha! Loved this...so sweet!
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SueAnn
Thanks SueAnn.
DeleteI have always wanted to be a little sister...and this is part of the reason why. What a charming piece.
ReplyDeleteI have always wanted to be a little sister too..... ;-)
Deletethey seem to have all the fun !!!!
You found the brotherly love, too! Delightful....♥
ReplyDeleteeven a big sisterly love too !!!
DeleteA sweet and lovely sentiment..precious..
ReplyDeletethank you Lyn
DeleteVery positive! a song ? thanks.
ReplyDeletecould be a little ditty, couldn't it??? smiles
DeleteYour poem is so sweet ... I love it!
DeleteThank you, Helen.
DeleteI love my younger siblings, all three of them. And I loved being the big sister.
ReplyDeleteAs the little sister, I was not quite so cherished until my big sis and I grew up a little.
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Well done. As you can see from my comment, you drew me in!
Thank you Sue. I have always adored my little sis.
DeleteI LOVE this! Great job, what you did with the photo prompt.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Yvonne
DeleteThe love and protection of a sibling - how lovely.
ReplyDeletethank you, yes, even after all these years, I am very protective of my little sis !
DeleteA relative, a child from long ago, a part of the self that still lives, in honoured fashion, the possibilities are endless, thanks
ReplyDeletethank you Kutamun, yes endless possibilities
DeleteThis is so sweet....love it! :-)
ReplyDeletethanks
DeleteAw, that was how I felt about my little sister when we were kids. Our adult relationship has been so complex. We struggle to understand one another. But it is that foundation of love and friendship from the past that binds us together, makes us keep trying. Obviously, I loved your poem.
ReplyDeleteMy sister is 14 years my junior, we are still very close. Wishing you the best.
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