I have an older sister
I’ve hated since my youth;
Although I also love her —
(A common family truth)
Because she is so different
From every one of us;
It’s something that we try to hide
And don’t, indeed, discuss —
But yet, I spill the truth today
The truth we long have feared;
My sister sits apart, in that
She’s not completely weird
The rest of us are very strange
And have been, all our lives;
While she abides in normalcy
And savors it, besides
The dark family embarassment
That we keep out of sight:
My sister’s very normal
And that just isn’t right
To share is human:
Ha. I always like your poems that are twisted at the end…just like your family! (Except for Paula, of course.) http://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/09/16/repromptophobia/