First of all, the interesting thing about sisters Rose and Claire is that they married brothers (not their own brothers, of course.)
The photo shown in my post about them did not have a caption. But what I tried to add was that it was taken in 1958 before I was born. What strikes me about the photo is that the sisters and brothers looked much more similar in 1958 (left to right: Clarence and Claire, Rose and Elsmer, with the girls' parents seated in front).
I decided to post this poem now because during the holiday season I tend to think about family members I miss... those far away and those who are gone.
With love to my own siblings, who all live out of town. :)