My big sister
bathes me
she is almost twice
my age
light years it seems
ahead of me
she loses me
in a fluffy towel
& tries not
to smile
as somewhere
my voice
announces
from within the towel
that '...when I
grow up...? '
'You know what
...Junie? '
'No, what
darling...? '
'I'm gonna
marry you! '
'Oh really? ''
'Really! '
'That's nice! '
'Now, you're nice
& clean! '
Then she kisses me
& puts me alseep.
I lose myself
in dreams.
I grow up
& she goes away
becomes a newspaper
article
about a bus
crash.
I still listen
to her voice
her smile
now
light years away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was so charming and then it got so sad. Beautiful. love Dee Dee