Anita Travels With Me - Poem by Suzae Chevalier
When I was a teenager sister Anita was there,
she gave me support, she really cared.
I was the blacksheep that was to blame
for the family's unresolved shame.
Anita wanted to go with me
on my travels to friends of Dory.
I would go with Anita on a bus
we would go to different cities the two of us.
I did not want Anita to stay
I wanted her to go back home, she'ld be O.K.
But Anita stayed with me until the end
she would hang out with my city friends.
When we got home things didn't change
same family dynamics, I was to blame.
I wouldn't of missed those teenage days
they were fun and interesting anyway.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
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