Carsyn #1

This is the first installment of my poetry series named after my sister. The titles will have her name and a number. The name is to identify which series it's from. The number is to identify the poem.

When I am old and gray

When my sight, my hearing, my mind, my breath, my body is slipping

When I have nothing left of me

When I have nothing left to offer this world

I will remember her first cry

Her new breaths filling up an empty spaces in my heart

and hers beating like a hummingbird's wings.

Inward the first person she saw

She will be the last I see

Because even though she lights me short fuse

and cuts me deep when she doesn't want me

I will always want her.

I loved her before she was new to this world

I will love her until after I leave it.

Now that the newness of her has worn off

I am watching her grow up

but she is still my baby girl

She is my first and last love

She purchased my heart in our living room

And I am hers forever.