I miss my little sister. Time slips by with relentless passage unwilling to relinquish its hold, the days only ever getting longer. Yet when we talk, text or laugh together it’s as though we’ve not spent a second apart. So how can it be that she has one child ready to leave the nest and another on the way? I cannot comprehend it. The curtains to a brand new dawn have been thrown open to a yesterday long gone. I fear for how many yesterdays still remain. Such are the difficulties with time.
Published by Richard Ankers
Richard is a writer and author of The Eternals Series published by Creativia. A former Authonomy.com gold medalist, part of HarperCollins, Richard has had many short stories and poetry published and always feels extremely privileged each time. A prolific writer, a constant source of clearing his mind, Richard has created this website to share just some of the many poems and prose he has written that would otherwise have fallen by the wayside. Reading and writing have always been Richard's main love along with the pursuit of keeping fit. Running, walking, and anything that provides a spectacular view always feature highly for him. Running in the rain with his headphones on whilst dreaming up some future storyline is just about perfect. It would be nicer still if that run was in Switzerland or Norway, but we can't have everything. Oh, and coffee, lots and lots of coffee. View all posts by Richard Ankers