Ode to my baby sister Margaret

It seems like only yesterday

you taught your stuffed animals to read.

Now they are in college.

Your hair is so long

like a mermaid’s.

I borrowed your running shorts.

I’ll wash them before I give them back.

I’m glad your bed is high

with a net around it

so the boys can’t get in.

Since when do you play the banjo?

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2 Comments on "Ode to my baby sister Margaret"

  1. LB
    17/10/2007 at 11:21 am Permalink

    P.S.
    I don’t LIKE like muffins.

  2. Wistar
    17/10/2007 at 11:33 am Permalink

    I’m so happy you fixed your blog link, Babushka. I thought you were a muffin spammer.

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