siblings are quite a thing
bewing the older of the two
the change in life happens before you
yet you blink and its over
the innosense from boy
or girl to man and woman
all along you remain
an observer in the change
obvious yet quiet
in your mind the snapshots
are aged 5
though now the phone rings
talking about boys
and he’s surfing chicks
tracksuits to boob tubes
piercings and tattoos
happens to everyone
but you never notice yourself
just blink and its been done
grown up just like the other one
a slight tinge of unreality hits
gasp for air
it happened to me
nostalgia sets to pictures old and blue
how it used to be remember that bbq?
when you were so worried cause you shat red?
hardly see each other nowadays
but random or not
when I see your face
my heart warms
the good old days