by Dr. Rick McGrath, Ph.D.


Brother and sisters we were made
How many may we be?
How many, five, five in all
The oldest that would be me.

Brought together again in death
Bedside to watch father’s last breath
Five, five in all are we
Bringing comfort one to the other.

From afar two sisters came today
Two sisters near who live close
Myself but a few hours away
So many years, time passes to fast.

All return to the way it was before
Here today, gone tomorrow
A family sharing a little sorrow
Five, five in all are we.

Until the next time we gather
Two sisters who will fly
Two who live close by
And then there’s me.

Written by Dr. Rick McGrath, Ph.D.

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