Christopher Patchel

Sonata

My youngest sister stole my teenage heart.  I loved rocking her to sleep, spoon-feeding her, naming things she pointed to and hearing her pronounce them. She always watched as I created artwork, and got me to teach her songs on the piano. I still have drawings and letters she sent me while I was at college. When it came her turn for college she started in journalism and graduated in music. But by then we were hardly in touch.

the niece 
I cradle in my arms
wants down