I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become,
I will always plant a large garden in the spring.
Who can resist the feelings of hope
and joy that one gets from participating in nature’s rebirth?
– Edward Giobbi
To the outside world, we all grow old.
But not to brothers and sisters.
We know each other as we always were.
We know each other’s hearts.
We share private family jokes.
We remember family feuds and secrets,
family griefs and joys.