Treasured Memoirs
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I wrote this for my baby sister who was dying of brain cancer. I let her read it before she died and before she lost all reality. She loved it. I didn't want her not to know how I thought of her after death, I wanted to let her know how I thought of her now.
Decades crossed our paths with treasured memoirs, with laughter - tears - thrown to heavenly stars.
Together we shared inner thoughts - feelings... we alone had binding - lasting dealings.
We know not when our lives will end or part, but always know we share love of the heart.
Woven together with family ties - tethered, handled in interest and never weathered.
Jointly we have supported inner strives, held each other closer throughout our lives.
Wiped away incessant tears pouring down, knowing assuredly we would be around.
Blood of same runs deep through each flowing vein, forming bond between sisters - proper and plain.
No time or tragedy can separate, not even through existence’s final fate.
As we grow and learn from our chosen course, I have learned to accept - have no remorse.
Although in miles we live so far away, in my poignant heart you forever stay.
I know for certain we will meet again, lacking all heartaches and enormous pain.
Will I know you, oh yes indeed I will, you will be the sister - from Fayetteville.
Copyright © 2017 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2018
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