From ur sister miriam to my beloving sister Rosa... Missing my sister.. One morning I found you in eternal sleep; I tried to wake you as I began to weep, But all my pleas you could not hear; Oh if I could have only kept you near, Away from the voices of those who went before, Who beckoned you to come to that distant shore. I find it so very hard to believe That you have gone and I must grieve; I call out your name -- you answer not, And I look for you in every familiar spot. Everything seems so strange and surreal, I ask everyday is it a dream or real? Where are the soft brown eyes of affection? Where is the laughter and talk of childhood reflection? Where is the loving care when I was sick or sad? Where is the generous soul for which I was glad? Where is the forgiving and understanding heart? Where are the bonds that were there from the start? I miss all the little ways you showed you cared, For there were so many good moments we shared; Looking back on my life’s assorted scenes, I realized you taught me what love truly means; You were my trusted confidante and best friend, On whose loving support I could always depend. I look at your smiling face in all my photos; Memories flood my mind as I touch the mementos From the happy times you and I have had, But now these bring tears and make me sad; For the time together went by in a wink, Life was not as long as we’d like to think. Sometimes memories bring comfort and make me smile, But there are times when grief takes over for a while; Friends offer gentle words and prayers to console, And tell me what has happened to your loving soul; Can it be true what they say of time healing grief? Is it enough when they say death has given you relief? Can we believe what others say of a better place, Where our beloved ones rest in God’s warm embrace? I should be happy you’re free of pain and sorrow, And rejoice that you’ll always have tomorrow. How can I then be so heartbroken and selfishly cry, Return to me from that peaceful place where you lie!” Now I look down at your name on a cold hard stone That says little of the loving light you have shone; It tells nothing of the wonderful person you were, And only serves to remind me of the painful loss I endure; But I know your kind soul wants no tears or pain, Instead you’d want warm memories and love to remain. Although I cry and stand grief-stricken by your grave, I promise not to forget the loving memories you gave; But still I miss you so very much my sister dear, And your caring words I once again long to hear; My heart’s only solace is one day I will see you as before, Beckoning me to come join you on that white distant shore.
Posted on: Fri, 19 Jul 2013 19:24:13 +0000
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