Before

A poem I wrote for my brother.

Before you,
there were four-

Four seats in the sedan, and
four hands on a coloring book
that night we climbed into our chairs,
when the four brown eyes told us you were coming.
Four birthdays before you arrived,
the day I learned to draw stars on my paper
five sides at a time.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Clever, gently witty, quite beautiful.

[Sourav]

Lovely write... Poem flows very well and the lines are pretty awesome!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love that "five sides at a time"

the anticipation and then maybe a bit of jealousy, but then acceptance and love for another sibling...
and that sedan filling up...

reminds me of the big old cars we used to have....back before seat belts. back in the 50's----

[Yusuf Qaizar]

Beautiful. I really wish I had a smaller sister or brother.