A Wedding Anniversary…Sisters

A wedding anniversary.

50 years.

My sister and her husband

so dear.




A Vermont visit.

We sit side by side.

No space between.




In disbelief of

the swift passage of time.

We once shared a bedroom in

our parents’ home.

Each night we chatted till we slept.




Their wedding album tinged with age.

We two have aged.

The crackle of each page.

One photo to

the next.

We paused often.

Parents’ loving faces.

His and hers.

Reminisce we did

remembering the day.




A beautiful bride she was.

Beautiful she is.

A bridesmaid in lilac with fresh flowers

in my hair.




Attendees dated in their dress.

Their stories reach our heart.

We confess.




We spy neighbors.

Business associates.

Family members too.

We giggle at our memory.

We share so many memories.




We laughed so hard.

And loved even harder.

We shared so many lifetimes.

We know each other like no other.





Author: Elizabeth Ricketson

A graduate of Providence College with a BA in English, Elizabeth Ricketson has always had a love of literature and the fine arts. Elizabeth’s essays focus on life experiences and life in Vermont.

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