Sunday, April 20th, 2014
For today’s prompt, write a family poem.
Though my father’s death was not a surprise,
At the end, there was still a shock.
Among his things, a photo caught our eyes,
Though my father’s death was not a surprise.
A photo of a sister we did not recognize,
Who too did not know she was one of our stock.
Though my father’s death was not a surprise,
At the end, there was still a shock.
Gammelor Goodenow
Dedicated to the sister I never knew existed and whom I will never meet.