Sibs

My sibs are
My life friends
My frame of reference
My base from which all my
Relationships are gauged for a
Comparison and I am forever
Grateful my sibs give me a
Security from life’s ups
And downs so when
I met Pandora after
Years mourning my
Wife’s passing it
Was on a Dutch
Ship across the
North Pacific,
I was glad
That my
Eldest
Sib
Was
With me.
When I came
Back to our cabin
Past midnight she sat
Up in her bed in her red
Silk pajamas and said to me
She wanted to know absolutely
Everything that had happened so
I asked her if she really wanted
To know everything and she
Said yes leave nothing out.
So I did which set a vigil
Pattern for the next two
Weeks until we left the
Ship to fly home from
Japan but as we
Packed in our
Cabin she
Said she
Had
Decided
To get married
Again as life was
Too precious not to try
To live each day to the
Fullest possible and
She intended to
Share with her
Friend the joy
So evident
In my
Nightly
Reports
Which now
I afterwards
Wondered if she
Shared with my other
Sibs though I doubt they
Would care for details
Only that I was OK
Recovering from
Life’s rhythmic
Vicissitudes
And so too
Was she,
Siblings
Share.