Hey! – A poem of childhood sibling rivalry

For each, a gift of generosity
       From Granny's doting heart
I loved the Pop! Pop! Rattle! Tumble!
       O'colored beads tossed within th'globe
Sister got the rolling scene pastoral
       With tinkling, tumbling, music box sound

Run around and run around and run around…
       Laughing… rolling 'em 'cross the ground.
Suddenly… shockingly… Sister snatches that
       Pop! Pop! rattling globe from me…
And toddles off with't joyfully
       I'm left in a moment's consternation
O'er the injustice of it all…
       A shrug… a giggle… Plop! I sit!
And happily twiddle round the scene pastoral
       Delighted, enthralled with the tumbling
Tinkling, twinkling, music box sound
       Chime and ting and chink-a-tink

Dash! And WHACK! Crashed 'cross my head!
       Flash of stars and black blaze before my eyes
Bright twinkles on the edge of sight
       Warm, itchy dribbles down my forehead
Sister giggles now and toddles away
       Gone off now with both gifts - HEY!

D. Denise Dianaty
©30 August 2014