“Sissy, they said.”
I see two little hearts, completely engulfed by a big one.
It shines, burnished gold and factory made diamonds.
Picked with love, representing love.
“Sissy, They said. ” You’re the big one, and we are the little ones.”
Two little hearts inside a big one.
Oldest of three.
Privilege to be me.
Held only by me.
Walk through fire I would, but harder than that is love without bounds.
No matter where they go or decide to do.
There will always be love without bounds for those two.
I’ll hold every secret, I’ll tell you what I think.
I hold you up, one on each shoulder- no matter how tall you grow.
Don’t worry.
I’ll help with your resume, even when you’re overcome with silly.
I’ll learn about your music, even when it all sounds like noise.
Sure; I’ll pick up your room even when you yell not to.
I’ll remind you to be a little silly; get on your nerves.
Life is serious but living it is not always so.
Lighten up a bit. Sent you a meme, a gif; three years behind on the internet you say.
Sing a song or twelve, obnoxious, unhinged, losing the groove; shut up you say.
Hey, at least you smiled. Even you Mr. Such is Life; so very bright.
Why do you let them bring you down; not smart enough this round.
Hogwash. Mr. Apple Picker; go do what you think you can’t do- I bet you can.
Farmer, Dad, Welder, Professor, Astronaut, high flyer, house builder.
Do it.
Mr. He who contains a galaxy within him; this goes for you too.
Why can’t you do it? She said? He said? They gave up? They expect?
Since when do you let them tell you where and when? Who and are?
Given up?
It’s okay to give up sometimes.
But Landians never stay there; now do they?
They always had a trick up their sleeves.
Just because we grow up, doesn’t mean we grow old.
Let out those inner galaxies.
Let out all those plans.
Do it.
Do it little hearts.
You may be taller; but I will always be the big heart and you the little hearts.
By L.V. Roy; To my favorite two people in the world.