Baby Sister and Me

Happy birthday Patti! May this day be filled with love and laughter and special treats!

When time without warning sends a memory on a breeze I think back to my childhood, baby sister, and me Faithful friends and partners, playmates who could scheme Plotting, planning, dreaming, of the fun that we could weave

With great imagination we brought our plays to life games of Kook and Carson and yellow dandelions Playtime meant some special props; we knew just where to look Mother’s room, her top right drawer, we found our priceless loot

Stylish pink-framed glasses with corners pointed high Perched high atop our golden curls or framing hazel eyes On smuggled baby blankets, we lay beneath the pines Laughing secret giggles and whispering secret lines

We'll build a bridge out o’er the ditch, a chasm so it seemed With planks found out behind the shed, the ditch became our stream Struggling with our balance, we clomped across the boards, Don’t fall I cried! You can’t get wet! Mom’s wrath we can’t afford!

Like snapshots in a photo album, our memories linger still Of caramel crèmes and long gone games, "Big Bean and Little Lou" Riding carousel horses, landing on white lines Cold banana popsicles, the most coveted of prizes

The years have flown, just like a film, fast-forwarding through time The innocence of long gone youth replaced by worry lines But in our hearts will ever be the memory of our springtime When free of cares we formed a bond that has stood the test of time