It doesn’t matter now <br />But then it did. <br />When I was young <br />I would have loved <br />A sister or a brother. <br />My mother used to say <br />An only child was fortunate <br />To have so much — <br />So many toys, a bicycle, <br />A room all to myself <br />And holidays beside the sea. <br />“We couldn’t give you those” <br />She used to say <br />“If we’d had any more.” <br />I did not argue but <br />Deep down inside <br />With all my heart <br />I’d disagree.<br /><br />Pete Crowther<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-only-child/
