There was a swing
A piece of wood
Hanging with scratchy rope
From a tall tall tree
The ground was
Soft sand
my shoes suede
tops
as soft as the bottoms
feeling
slopes of sand as I walked
A rusted pail
Blue with yellow peeling
Pictures
Small flat shovel with a bent corner
Painted blue like
The warm summer sky
Screened porch all around
The feel of Grandma all around me
Her white curls glowing
Blue eyes through glasses
Flowered house dress with green buttons
The cat on the porch where Uncle David Sleeps
His smile, always looking hurt
You too my sister
But I cannot remember you then
Happy
You turned round and round
Black velvet and white satin
I was so proud of you
My sister so elegant
Like a movie star
Swirling into that big shiny
New Buick
All black and white
I remember you then
so unknowing of tomorrows
Big
Sister
following you
your friends
all looked so tall
there was a Martha
and
LenoreI think there were twins
one had a sister
my age
in one of those private houses
that had flowers in front
a ladder in the middle of a room
you were
decorating for a party