I realized it's my sister-in-law Rhonda's birthday today so in her memory I am reposting this.
Note: I wrote this for my "Big Sis" Rhonda...I will miss her and never forget her...RIP Rhonda :'(
The Oldest
by Andrea Tadpole
You were told
From the very start
You're the oldest
You must be strong
Take care of your
Little brothers and sisters
Protect them
And guard their
Every heart
You must always
Be there
Whatever is needed
You do
Yet never
Show your
Weakness
Lest you fail
The little ones
They're always
Looking up to you
Problem is
You never learned
To let anyone
Care for you
You hid your worries
Deep inside
After all
You're the oldest
That's what you were
Supposed to do
Why does God
Let some live
While others
He let's die
It seems
He takes the
Beautiful ones
And leaves
The rest of us
To cry
I suspect
He looked down
And saw your
Every pain
Knew you couldn't
Take it and
Brought you home
Out of the rain
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