I am born

I am born

I am dead for a billion years

Until one day I come alive

Pink all over, even my ears

A good year for me was ‘forty five

The end of the war

Dad coming home

from afar to adore

His first y chromosome

I could not realise on my first day

That I had an older sister

Or, as Dad was wont to say,

‘This is Anne, your skin and blister’

Life is short, just a blink

A very few years before

time is up so back I sink

Dead for many billions more