Disappointed

I am sharing today’s poem with Real Toads for Wordy Monday with Wild Woman.

Some things don’t turn out
the way they are planned–
the loss of a first born son.
I was supposed to be Junior,
the coveted son;
didn’t have the right chromosomes–
disappointment from the start.
Not the prized rainbow baby
my older sister was,
living her only requirement.
Me–the one they got stuck with.

 

8 thoughts on “Disappointed

  1. I am sure many children will perceive a difference in the love and treatment given to siblings. My elder brother used to hit me and push me over if he thought I was being favoured in any way.

  2. You have shown a sad truth that we must know. Although none of us are perfect, others have an unfortunate start from which they may never leave behind.
    Still they need to be treated and dignified with a helping hand and a strong and serious showing of our love.
    ..

  3. “Living her only requirement” those scales seem weighted more heavily in favour of one over the other. When one’s existence is enough and the other’s death too much.

  4. Oh, it is very sad when a child grows up feeling this way. One can turn this feeling around by loving others, especially children. Often we heal our childhood wounds by giving our own children what we didnt have.

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