Remembering Childhood
Dearest siblings
You are special
You were my role models
When our parents were away
Or buried in work
You would take me to Dollymount Strand
Hitched to the back of a bike
And bury me alive up to my neck in sand
And our voices would ring out in true laughter
You dear sister
Took me to Lourdes
When you were fifteen and I was eight
All on your own you cared for me
During that beautiful miraculous week
You dear brother
Played war games with me
Hit me in the eye with a pea
So I could only see Santa through my tears
These are but a few
Of the things which
You as a pair did
To make our childhood
Mean something
Even though we didn’t have money
We still found time to make
Our lives as threesome
All the more special
We had no iPods
No video games
Don’t see our childhood
As one of shame
See it as one
Where we try to light up
Each other’s lives
Through our own entertainment
That is why it is an honour
And a privilege to call you mine
You could have shunned me
But you hugged me
That is why I say
That as our lives
Go on
Let us not part
But make a new start
To embrace each other
With love
Don’t choose to feel bad
But be glad for what we had together
On our own as a threesome
I ask you now sadly
To please stay supporting me
As you did in those early days
I ask not for great deeds
But in small ways we can support one another
As two sisters and one brother
Let us care one another in positivity
As we three go on in life
Thank you for being you in me