For a moment I felt a little strange.
Within this past month there has been a slight change.
This is the time for the man of mine to start kneeling.
However, today I had this weird feeling.
Yeah, that is what this poem is about.
More than two weeks ago my middle sister moved out.
She came by today thinking that I had something to say.
Not quite alone.
Not quite peace at last.
This weird feeling is that I miss her fat raggedy ass.
Sometimes she can be quite the fuddy duddy.
That is what this is about.
Now that she lives down the street she is a little happier.
For the moment she can twist and shout.
I never feel like that.
Because, I have a different kind of mindset.