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Lines of Sight
When you’re the youngest of the family
A midget next to all
You look up to everyone
As they walk proud and tall
But since you’re the youngest
They grow up before you do
One by one moving away
As you wait til you can too
First you let go of siblings
As they go away to college
Moving into dorms
In search of dreams and knowledge
Then you let go of parents
When you finally turn eighteen
Going out to conquer the world
As the new king or queen
Then come the weddings
When they find that special someone
You have to share your older brother
Since his new life has begun
Next are the funerals
When the older generations pass away
You live all alone now
With no one to share the day
By now you’re used to the loss
The pain and the sorrow
You forgot about the part
Where life gives a new tomorrow
Perhaps you’ve found your partner
Hope to start a family
Together you chase your dreams
To stars across the galaxy
Now as your children leave
Come back the pain and sorrow
You remember all the times you had
Although it seems an age ago
You realize now if you hadn’t lost them
Your parents, siblings, and kids
You wouldn’t know how much they meant to you
As life ebbs from your wrinkled eyelids
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Wow! I can't believe you have seven brothers and sisters!
That's a lot.... that must be nice, you must never get lonely! But that also must be hard because you always have to take care of them.
I only have one younger sister so...
I once knew a family in 1st grade where there were nine siblings. The mother had to take care of all of them because the father just died of a freak heart attack. They were new at my school and they were very nice. I used to always play with them after school, they really liked me and we such fun together. Brings back good memories! :)
A lot of your poetry reminds me of The Green Mile and I've fell like I've said that to you but when I checked your work for the comments I've written, it doesn't come up. :(
So let me read your poetry again and let me see if that thought still comes up!
I really wonder sometimes what it's like to live in a family as the youngest of eight children, as my littlest sister does.
This poem is beautiful, though I don't think your point came across too well. It was a joy to read anyway, keep on writing, I look forward to reading more and more of your work, savetheplanet :)
