Lonely Limits
My family was taken from me. One by one, they left. They moved away slowly until it was just my sister, my parents, and I. After that, we settled into a quiet life style. Now and then, my brother would come home. My parents, my dog, my sister, and I; occasionally my brother. He was like the "sometimes y" at the end of the vowel rhyme.
Then my sister was taken. I was lonely, so I resorted to friends and my dog. My brother was gone, too.
Then my dog reached her limit. Now it's lonely here without her.