I sit here early morning on your birthday
and Bishop's poem comes to mind....
(I Remember When)
I felt the need to read it again.
Thats when nostalgia set in
I started remembering
you braiding my hair while
watching Soul Train and hitting
me upside the my head when I
kept turning trying to sneak a peek
to see who was singing.
Cracked up thinking about the time
you sent me to the basement
to scope out your blind date, so
I could give you the scoop on how he looked (member that?)
The times I'd wear your clothes to school
afterwards rush beating you home to change
hoping you wouldn't know :grin: (Did you?) It made me feel good, because of
all times you didn't allow me to sleep in your bed
even when I cried
(boy! I remember that)
I was so afraid of the dark
everyone respected you....many days
I'd say, I'm wanna be just like her....
(long before anyone wanted to be like Mike) I was so proud you were my sister
I don't know if I ever told you that. (Did I?)
I recall all the things you mentioned
in Bishop's piece, even with all the years
we have accured it still seems like
yesterday
older and a bit wiser(you olderrrr) aware of how important seizing an opportunity is
So... I'm seizing your (whispering)44th birthday
to officially inform you.
My love and appreciation for you
is still maturing...for there is NO limit....
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