KINSHIP!
It now seems very long ago,
That these two cousins said 'Hallo'.
Blake, in wonder at it all,
Harry , very, very small.
'They'll be such friends' we all agreed.
A happy welcoming indeed.
When Blake was six, and seven and eight,
He thought Harry really great.
He cuddled him, he made him giggle,
He tickled him and made him wriggle.
Again we said 'They're such good friends'.
It seemed the happiest of blends.
But Blake is ten now, Harry's five;
It's hard for friendship to survive.
Blake is a Game-Boy aficionado;
Harry's filled with wild bravado.
We thought that 'cousin' would mean 'like brother'
But now they just tolerate one another!
We thought that 'cousin' would mean 'like brother'
But now they just tolerate one another!
They sometimes seem to be poles apart,
So that's upset the apple-cart.
And yet I'm sure in coming years,
They'll grow together, more like peers.
No doubt when both are middle-aged,
Another meeting will be staged.
'Hallo' they'll say, as they cross the floor,
'I remember meeting you before.'
How wonderful it is to be a grandmother and to have the time to watch the interactions between cousins, brothers and sisters! (One granddaughter here, in my case). That you can put it in a nut shell, a poem, that says it all for many of us!
ReplyDeleteVery cute photo and poem. And how true that they'll have their period when age separates them, but they'll no doubt grow up to be good friends.
ReplyDeleteThey will grow together a lot sooner than middle-age, especially if there are lots of family reunions. Your verse is delightful, as usual.
ReplyDeleteBlake and Harry! How sweet is that? What a delightful little poem! And what wonderful little boys. Sweet as can be!
ReplyDeleteI like your take on the letter H. I am sure that it another fifteen years or so they will enjoy each other's company again :)
ReplyDeleteSweet little guys and a nice and apt poem about how relationships change when age appropriate interests intrude.
ReplyDeleteSo very true.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, as always and the little guys are really cute. Amazing how things change as they get older and go in separate directions! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteDelightful verse and the entire theme. I always enjoy visiting this blog.
ReplyDeleteDarling kids - yes, I've seen this happen before, too. Strange isn't it? I, too, thought they'd be so close...
ReplyDeletePlease brace yourself - the next stage is tooth-and-nail wars.... followed by truce and in later years realise - blood is thicker than water..!!!
ReplyDeleteLovely photo and poem! The difference between 10 and 5 is much greater than between 20 and 25, and even less than between 55 and 50. So it all might turn out to become a great friendship.
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ReplyDeleteGreat "H" post! They may not like each other now but they will soon!! Have a great day!!
Sherrie
Lovely, HAPPY post!
ReplyDeleteOhh, I love it! It reminds me of my sister and me - we used to fight all the time when we were little, but now of course we're very close :)
ReplyDeleteOh what a wonderful post, my friend. It so eloquently describes the passage of time and the transitions in relationships.
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Have a great holiday weekend! La
I'm sure it's just a matter of time and they'll be good buds again.
ReplyDeleteCute! And now that two more years have passed by, how are the two getting along now? :)
ReplyDeleteWhat cuties! JDaniel can fight with the next door neighbor like he is his brother.
ReplyDeleteWhat a nice poeme for the two cuties !
ReplyDeleteGood one!
ReplyDeleteAnd I think you've got it right...
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I'll bet their friendship ebbs and tides as they grow older...
ReplyDeleteThat is so sweet :)
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This is an absolutely wonderful poem!! They will read it years from now and really appreciate it!!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! I'm sure they'll be good friends before middle age!
ReplyDeleteNothing like family to enchant and frustrate us...all at the same time!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful rhyme you've shared here!
You always make me smile. This would be a fun gift for each of them when they get older. This picture and a copy of your clever and wonderful rhyme.
Thanks for linking.
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I have a cousin who is 2 1/2 years younger, not as huge a difference. There were some years when we were rather far apart. However, we are older now and love each other dearly.
ReplyDeletelovely poem and photo!
I am sure they' ll be again
ReplyDeletein that mature land of someday :)
I enjoyed the rhymes, it gave it a nice tempo, awesome!!!! :)
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You walked us through the inevitable variations and stages of loving a cousin. Isn't it wonderful to know that, once adults, they embrace the old adoration?
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ReplyDeletethanks for sharing.
So sweet and so true!
ReplyDeleteAll relationships have stages. What we have are moments to cherish.
ReplyDeletewonderful poem well written
ReplyDeleteThis poem is so sweet that's how it is though we grow apart and come together, its part of life. Beautifully done
ReplyDeletelovely and touching poem. i think we all have seen or gone through this with family.
ReplyDeletei am 12 years older than one brother and 14 years with the other, yet now we are thick as thieves.
Yes! 10 and 5...they are in totally different worlds right now. As you know...they will meet again. Sad for the younger one though. I bet he looks up to his older cousin.
ReplyDeleteI have no fourth letter of the alphabet on my keyboar so please fill in where necessary. Your poem is so true! I have a cousin who use to tease me. Now we are very close!!
ReplyDeleteTerrific post! I bet they'll 'reduscover' each other....at least I hope so!
ReplyDeleteYes, I bet they will indeed meet again and have much more in common than they do now. :)
ReplyDeleteWell said. My kids are now finding their cousins on Facebook!
ReplyDeleteOh this is so, so very precious! Isn't Harry the boy who just started Kindergarten? I left a comment, but not sure it went through, he did appear to have such a quiver, and deep wonder before his first day...it showed in that photo!
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