Are they cousins or not?

autumn

She adored her big cousins.
Anything they said she drank in.
In her eyes they could do not wrong.
That was until one day …

The day her Nanny died,
something hurtful was said,
making her feel unwanted,
her heart breaking the first time.

Amid the chatter and noise,
the word step-siblings emerged.
Her Dad was not their uncle,
He was just a step-brother.

How could they say such a thing?
They all came from the same Nanny.
Even though from different grandfathers,
they were still related on the family tree.

Till today her cousins would say,
their uncles and aunties were
from one grandfather.
From the other, not included.

She has since that day,
stop adoring her cousins.
she has since that day,
refrained calling them “my cousins”

By C.E. Pereira
(15-7-2015)

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Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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