The Middle Child
I’m never first
not even last
in the middle
But that’s alright
there’s only one me
and I’ll rise
Wendy ❀ 2015
For God does not show favoritism.
I’ve never given the birth order subject much thought
I read a post that talked about middle children
(I’ll put the link at the end of this post).
And then I read another one about them
(I’ll also include that link).
It made me think about my middle child.
And the more I thought about him
the more I realized we’ve got something in common
besides our dimples.
I’m a middle child too.
But I’m not just a run-of-the-mill-middler.
My older sister was born with Down’s Syndrome.
She was low-functioning.
That meant at an early age
I was thrust into…
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