For today’s prompt, write a family poem. It could be about your family,
someone else’s family, a big family, a small family. It could be about
one person in the family or a group picture. Your call. Just write that
poem
Elizabeth (1953-2014)
We bickered for years,
my sisters and I.
Though the eldest
thought we were beneath
her notice and contempt
as was our father who
smoked all his life.
“I'm not exposing my
children to that,” she said
and it broke his heart.
When he died she went
to the house
put post-it notes on
everything of value.
The antique furniture,
the silverware,
our mother's jewellery.
The residue of smoke
didn't seem to bother
her then.
She fought to cut my
younger sister
out of everything she
was due. I said no.
She took her third and
we never saw her again,
just the obituary from
her husband when she died.
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