Three

There were 3 of us
Tied by kinship
Age has come
As rough roads come
But there were 3 of us

Then numero uno left
And then there were two
Age continues
So has the bumps and bruises
But there were 2 of us.

Yet tomorrow comes
And so it continues
Age and bumps
Adieu Numero Duex
And there shall be 1

Now the third sits on
Young and left behind
Lonely
The bumps once caused 3rd wishes of farewell
Forgotten by wisdom and age, yet was granted by time

And now as the clock ticks
Number 3 pains to see another leave
For he shall be alone
Missing them, longing for his time
Daisan ni nokotte imasu

And the third was left alone.
And alone was he
As he wished for them to take him away
So they may be three again.
And the third was left alone still

Waiting

~Author Notes
This is a poem I made for my sister's departure to Australia to live and work with my Oldest Sister.
-ThanosVenge