ONCE WE WERE THREE

My brother, my sister, and me
Once we were three

Bang. He was gone.
Now we were two.

Stage Four. She's no more.
Cancer took her away.

My brother, my sister, and me.
Once we were three.

I'm the only one left.
Completely bereft.

My brother, my sister, and me.


Phyllis Dahne
July, 2007