The Younger

When does it happen?

When do they shift away from you?

I wish I had known it was going to happen with the older girls.

They are gone. Their own people. Their own issues.

The younger two trust and believe. The older two question and doubt.

When it is just the younger two at home, I am all knowing.

When an older girl appears, I suddenly loose all credibility and life experience.

I am old and stupid.

When the younger two are at home there is squabbling and shoving.

When an older sister appears there is yelling and blame.

I hear they will shift back,

that gravity brings them home.

Once again I will be believed.

Once again I will hold them close.

When we are all older and wiser.

The Older