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Sisters

February 12, 2015
By morgan1128 BRONZE, Cumberland, Rhode Island
morgan1128 BRONZE, Cumberland, Rhode Island
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It was hard but I did it.
I contained her long enough to put sunscreen on her.
She twisted from my grasp and ran towards the lapping water
To play with the other Children.

"Sis!" she yells, stopping in her tracks. "Look at this!"
She lifts up a seashell, like a trophy of some sort
And slips it into her pocket, continuing her trek to the water,
To the other Children.

Sometimes, I’m envious of her ability to make friends that easily.
The other Children accept her without question,
They start to play tag in the water.
A younger girl falls, she helps the girl up.

I’m overwhelmed with happiness
At the sight of her not even  hesitating before helping.
Our mom leans over and whispers,
“She is just like you.”

It is such a beautiful day.
When I look back on it,
I can almost taste the salty air,
Almost feel the warm sun on my shoulders,
And I can hear the Children laughing,
Hers the loudest of them all.


The author's comments:

This poem was based off of the painting A Holiday by Edward Potthast.


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on Feb. 15 2015 at 9:28 am
morgan1128 BRONZE, Cumberland, Rhode Island
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Thank you! It was a school project

GeorgiaL said...
on Feb. 14 2015 at 7:29 pm
GeorgiaL, Melbourne, Other
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Favorite Quote:
&#039;To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transport&#039;.<br /> -Yann Martel

I really like this:)