I was just <br />a boy <br /> <br />reared by a pack <br />of girls <br /> <br />all bright eyes & curls <br /> <br /> <br />brought up in <br />their ways <br /> <br />created day by day <br />by how they saw & said themselves <br /> <br />tuned into that <br />fascinating female <br /> <br />frequency <br /> <br />a sister for <br />each day of the week <br /> <br />Before I was nine <br />('Is that your knickers...NO! ...it's mine! ') <br /> <br />I went through periods <br />boyfriends, first kisses <br />etc., etc., etc. <br /> <br />The whole spectrum <br />of being one <br /> <br />without being one <br /> <br />an honorary girl. <br /> <br />I hurtle sleepily <br />through the underground <br /> <br />nod at each passing station <br />how could I possibly miss <br /> <br />my stop <br /> <br />laugh <br />get off at <br /> <br />SEVEN SISTERS. <br /> <br /> <br />******* <br /> <br /> <br />For my big and little sises...JunieMiMelDeLolaGrá & Bláthi)<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seven-sisters-being-an-early-christmas-poem-for-les-girls-from-le-boy/
