Sunday, October 4, 2026

Sisters

A poem to Anna Bronson Alcott Pratt (left),
written by her sister Louisa May Alcott (right):

To Anna

Sister, dear, when you are lonely,
Longing for your distant home,
And the images of loved ones
Warmly to your heart shall come,
Then, mid tender thoughts and fancies,
Let one fond voice say to thee,
"Ever when your heart is heavy,
Anna, dear, then think of me."

Think how we two have together
Journeyed onward day by day,
Joys and sorrows ever sharing,
While the swift years roll away.
Then may all the sunny hours
Of our youth rise up to thee,
And when your heart is light and happy,
Anna, dear, then think of me.


~ Louisa May Alcott ~
[FN ~ QK ~ KL]

Louisa May Alcott's tribute to her sister may seem trite at first, but it seems somewhat less sentimental and rather more true to life when I read it alongside these old family letters on my

recent Fortnightly post:

#10: The Miller Sisters

The continuation of my
Family History Project

@The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker
A literary blog of connection & coincidence;
custom & ceremony

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