Holidays Sitting on the bedroom floorof our holiday housein shorty pajamasboys with bare backstired after a long day at the beach.GigglingFather’s voice“Quiet in there”Our giggles now muffled“Quiet in there”Father’s footstepsHis strapping beltMy brother – the quiet one His skinny backCovered in red weltsHeaving as he sobsYet we do nothing to sooth himIt’s now quiet. Pg 6 of 21