My Father’s Daughters

here are my sisters 

laughing and smiling 

surrounded by meadows 

embraced by the sun 

purple the loosestrife 

tall above green grass 

abundant white cowslip

as years have moved on 

 

thankful am i

the eldest of siblings 

the river flows downstream 

now what of our dreams 

some have proved fruitful 

some best forgotten

some may still happen 

we’re not out of steam 

 

regardless the weather 

we stick close together 

in times when we’re happy 

or days filled with sad 

the lessons we’ve learned 

we can not be broken

we’re here for  each other 

through good times and bad