Soft as a sigh, light as feather It bonds them together. If bullies did loom The other lowered the boom. At the leaving of a spouse Sharing a grouse. Through motorcycles and sickness They became each other’s witness. You can depend On your sib ‘til the end.
I don’t usually write verse. It took a long time to get this out. That’s why it’s here on Sunday instead of Saturday. It’s partially stream of consciousness. The verses came to me in a different order and I reordered them.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “contains ‘igh.’” Find a word that contains the letters “igh” in that order and use it in your post.
Bearing Untold Stories 