Sisters

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 . . .

Then just count 1 more. . .  sister, I am one of six.

You better believe, it is quite the mix,

Of sisters!

One apartment, two bathrooms, four bedrooms, 6 girls. Mornings can be quite a whirl!

Ready for school, off to work,

Many sisters, not many perks!

Home just in time to for a quick treat.

Everything starts off, quite sweet.
Imagine supper all of us, sit down, to eat.

Quarrelling, fighting, all of us out of our seats.

Dessert, is cake,

That mom did bake,

Cut in too many small pieces, perhaps a mistake?

Who gets the biggest? Who gets the best?

We fight, we yell, we scream! Dad finishes the rest!

Now its time to tidy up, number 2 gets plates and cups, Number 1 gets floors and mops, I clean the walls, on top, Number 6 gets underneath my chair,  and never does hershare.

Just before we say goodnight,

Daddy tucks us in real tight!

11, 9, 8, 6, 4, and 1,

So many women in one apartment, so much FUN!

by Amer Gol Jiir

Grade 3, Father Turcotte School