I miss my sisters.
I need them today.
A feeling only sisters should witness, has come to stay.
The words I shutter, please find me, I pray.
You can lay your head on my shoulder.
The only act I need, please come and sit with me.
I want you to twirl my red curls around your finger.
As you lay your leg across my knee.
I wanna be near you and wait for my heart to relax.
It’s been through all shapes and sizes for far too long.
Living away still confuses me, am I on the right track?
My heart wonders around looking for truth.
Up and down it goes as my mind searches for you.
Which way to turn for safety, I cannot rightly say
Without your voice I am lost today.
I desire the words that ring honestly true,
“Oh Auddie…we need you.”
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Wow that was odd. I just wrote an incredibly long comment but
after I clicked submit my comment didn’t show up. Grrrr…
well I’m not writing all that over again. Regardless,
just wanted to say wonderful blog!
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Good article! We will be linking to this particularly great content on our site.
Keep up the good writing.
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HI Audrey, I’ve just re-found your bog via Kate Loveton. This poem made me want to see my sister, who I see about once a year as she lives so far away. So thanks. SD
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Hi Sandra! I’m so glad you found me. This poem is close to my heart. Sisters can be such a lifeline. This I know to be true in my life. I have a hard time being so far away from them. I hope you see your sister soon. I bet she misses you. (I just love Kate.)
Hugs
Audrey
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🙂 SD
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Beautiful poem. So thankful my sister is just ten minutes away. I love your gravatar, btw. It reminds me of silly moments with my sister when we were kids. One would hang off the side of the bed with our head upside down and have a conversation with the other. It looked pretty funny. Yeah, we were easily amused 🙂
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Hi Melissa, thank you. 🙂 My two sisters and I used to do the same thing. We’d laugh and put sunglasses on each others neck, as well. Great memories.
I took this photo by mistake while trying to take a picture for a Group Me app…long story. Not much later I fell up a set of bleachers (who does that, I know) and ended upside down on my back. I remember lying there and thinking…I already have a photo of me at this angle. LOL
Anyway, thanks for the comment. I look forward to reading your work. I took a peek and I’m already excited!
Have a great night,
Audrey
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Should have guessed there was a very funny story to go with the photo!
You really are a great storyteller!
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🙂 I’m so glad that I amuse you, Shari.
Thank you so much. You always know what I need to hear. I appreciate your encouragement.
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I need to twirl your curls….to the moon sis ❤
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❤ Sad day for me. Miss you…
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Wish I had a sister. Sniff, sniff.
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😦 :)Every woman deserves a sister. Maintained well, it truly can be a beautiful relationship. Having sisters I think has helped me to be a better friend to those friends of mine who don’t have one. I know what they’re missing, so I try hard to replace that void.
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I miss my sister, too. May she rest in peace. Your poem makes my eyes ache.
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Both of my sisters are living, but they live 19 hours away. It’ll be a year in November since I’ve seen either one and it feels like forever. I’m so sorry your sister has passed. I can’t even begin to imagine the pain you feel. ❤ XO
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Well, I’ve made many lovely friends in my time, and they are like sisters to me now. 🙂
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That flowed so nicely! Really “easy” to read. Very nice.
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Thank you, professor. This is way out of my comfort zone. I never fully understood it or possibly paid enough attention during this part of my education. I feared a possibility of embarrassing the entire poetic community.
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It came across quite well. (And the professor reads a lot of poetry blogs.) But I can’t write it to save my life!
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Thank you. I didn’t realize the professor had such interests. Maybe one day a poet will ride into the PL, or have I missed it?
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Well, V. Shnodgrate (he writes the Punchy Proverbs) is a poet of sorts.
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I feel your ache. Lovely poem.
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Thank you. My first poem on ODRS…wasn’t so comfortable about it. Tears are words that simply beg to be written out. I once heard that somewhere along the way.
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Poetry is very personal and we risk exposure to our deepest thoughts and doubts when publishing them. I’ll be posting a few on my own blog from time to time and would value your feedback.
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As elementary as my feedback would be, I welcome the invitation. I’m looking forward to your posts.
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Like a sheep leaving the herd, you need the shepherd to lead you back.
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Yes, it is so. Thanks for the comment.
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