I am not a nostalgic person, at least not any more.
 Save for early years with Logan, despite the moments sore.
 Despite our assurance that the other rose from hell,
 Despite all our fervent fights, we helped each other well.

 For all the years that we spent locked in an imagined war;
 For all the sideways knowing looks when hell was at the door;
 For all the trouble we got in, for all the bouts we had,
 I look back now and quietly, start to understand. 

 The heart of each adventure, the darkness in the trees,
 The smell of pine and sting of thorn clinging around our knees.
 The fog in every mystery we weaved into a lore;
 The comfort of painful rivalry, 
 To awkwardness adore.

 The pathway to every fortress, dreamed up from bush or tree;
 Sunset on car graveyard, where we weren't supposed to be.
 The magic of a story and the passion that we shared.
 Was always there in all of it, even when we were scared.

 Remember our first dog? who even in her ancient days,
 Kept up on keeping an eye on us, everywhere we strayed.
 No matter where we found ourselves, or on which sled we sailed,
 Isis would always follow us, wagging her bushy tail.   

 Every kind of infinity we puzzled to its end;
 Each death of every animal, each fallout with a friend,
 Each secret way through endless days searching unconsciously,
 For any rhyme or reason, and to better siblings be. 

 It took a very long time, and our teenage years were strange,
 But as adults we've made it work, the pieces all arranged.
 It's hard to describe to you how happy that I am -
 To have you as a sister. 
 I know you understand. 

 Now decades have turned over, things have and haven't changed
 You are a wonderful person, I'm still a bit deranged.
 But still we have a friendship, wouldn't trade it for the world. 
 And now you're getting married! How the years have unfurled. 

 You have found something important. You and Jeff make it work. 
 Been together forever, have compatible quirk.
 So insert any nerdy reference you might expect here, 
 I wish you guys the best of it, and happiness for years.

  • Author: Quemis (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 18th, 2021 13:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: For my sisters wedding.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 249
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.


  • L. B. Mek

    I consider it my good fortune and humbling honour, to have been given the opportunity to read these masterful words of pure - distilled, unbreakable: sibling Love..
    I wish your sister the very best,
    on this new page of her life
    she's boldly chosen, to embark upon;
    and I congratulate you, for expressing yourself so transparent
    in such an eloquent poem,
    I hope the rest of the wedding, is imbued with as much class, as you've painstakingly adorned your poem with!
    thanks for choosing to share, dear Poet
    hope y'all have/had a great time 🍾πŸ₯‚

    • Quemis

      Thank you mek!

      Am nervous about it, but I am sure it will be fine. : ) : )

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