Poem-a-day - April 19

Today's prompt: Write a poem to a person

Nancy Sue

The perfect sister

I never had -

but imagined.

A year or two older,

with a blond "flip",

svelte and popular.

She'd mentor me.

Her boyfriends would

toussle my hair.

We'd play board games

on rainy days.

She'd hug me.

She would say

Oh Penny, you're sad -

or scared or angry.

She'd help me to know

myself. I'd be

her maid-of-honor

and she'd by mine.

We'd plan surprise parties

for our parents.

Our house

would not be quiet

or dark brown

or sad. Our parents

would love each other.

There would be

no fights, we

would eat dinner

and say grace

and watch T.V.

with popcorn.

All because

of my favorite sister,

Nancy Sue.