Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Cousins


(For Stephen)

Scraped knees
And crew cuts,
Trike wheels wobbling
along tractor ruts.
Down, down, down
the path we tore.
You were my chief
And I your squaw.




                                Shared mischief
                                And gumboots,
                                Sandpit digging
                                In our Sunday suits.
                                Up, up, up
                                A mountain grew.
                                You were my foreman
                                And I your crew.





A loose tooth,
And foot race,
Brothers finding
Our secret place.
Quick, quick, quick
We sped uphill.
You were my Jack
And I your Jill.








                                                                   

                                           Paddling pools
                                           And Jellytips,
                                           Dive bomb sinking
                                           Our battleships.
                                           Wet, wet, wet
                                           Till we turned blue.
                                           You were my cousin
                                           And I yours too.



                                                             




                                                   With love
                                                     Angela



*In loving memory of my cousin Stephen, a childhood shared, forever in my heart.

4 comments:

DimbutNice said...

I need more tissues. Sublime words Angela, reflecting beautiful, timeless memories. Cherish. Condolences to you and your family.

Angela Sunde. said...

I wrote this today, Dimity. It helped me cope with what was happening. Thank you.

Peter Taylor - Author and Illustrator said...

Fond memories - so joyous, so sad.
Thinking of you.

Angela Sunde. said...

Thank you, Peter. Words are healing.