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Sister Love Poem in a Photograph

A creative writer at heart, Janis was first published at age 11. Most of her poems express core issues of love, loss, trauma, and healing.

Sisters in the Park

Judith and Janis Leslie, circa 1961

Judith and Janis Leslie, circa 1961

Honoring My Sisters

I feel blessed to have grown up with two sisters. I was the middle one of the three, sandwiched between the oldest and youngest sisters, followed by the fourth child, our younger brother. My parents loved taking lots of photographs of their children from birth to grade school age. The number of photographs seemed to decrease in number after that, based on the photo albums. By the time we were teenagers, we took a lot pictures of ourselves, but our parents still loved to take bunches of family pictures.

I love looking at the old photos of me and my sisters, before my brother was born, when we were very young. It reminds me of our closeness, the pure love we shared as siblings, and the memories made in our childhood that will last forever. I lost my youngest sister to breast cancer six years ago and have been unable to write about anything related to the topic of sisters until this day. We were extremely close and the loss is still heavy and unprocessed. I dedicate this article and poem to both of my sisters, in mind, body, and spirit.

“A photograph can be an instant of life captured for eternity that will never cease looking back at you.”

— Brigitte Bardot

Sisters in Photographs


Sisters share a special love

Created by our God above

Sweetness holds the bond in place

Dressed in cotton, trimmed in lace


Picture perfect smiles expressed

Always poised to look our best

Ready for the camera click

We blink our eyes, it flashes quick


Memories held in heart so tight

A photograph in black and white

Remembering a time in print

More value than a coin in mint


We age as many decades pass

Keep in touch to make it last

Relationships that will not change

With more secrets to exchange


Album pages tell us when

Reminded of the now and then

The faded images we see

We gasp and laugh incredulously


Timeless strength of sister love

With purity of little doves

Sisters sealed, forever framed

Life's photograph will stay the same

Sister Love in Color

Janis, June, and Judith Leslie, circa 1962

Janis, June, and Judith Leslie, circa 1962

“Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.”

— Toni Morrison, Beloved

Word Prompts Can Be Therapeutic

I'd like to take this time to thank fellow writer and poet, Brenda Arledge, for offering the word "photograph" for this 33rd installment of the word prompt challenge for our writing community. It nudged me to take a step toward acknowledging the unresolved grief I still carry for my sister's death. By participating in this challenge, I'm allowing my creative muse to slowly syphon the grief, through my fingers, as I write about the love for my late sister, June, and the love I still have the privilege to share with my sister, Judith. I hope others have been lucky enough to find these writing exercises, occasionally therapeutic.

Sister Hug

Janis and Judith Leslie, circa 1962

Janis and Judith Leslie, circa 1962

“A sister is often a mentor, a guide, and a best friend especially at a time of need.”

— Debasish Mridha

Sibling Photographs

© 2021 Janis Leslie Evans

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