Sister Elegy Poems | Elegy Poems About Sister
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From toil to rest you heard the call
Farewell to changing weather
The clock lies broken; forever stalled
Now you roam in fields of heather
For: Winnie- RIP
On Sunday March thirty two thousand fourteen, my sister
lost her grim battle to cancer, she was much younger than I;
nobody would believe that she fervently prayed while waiting to die...
who gave such strength to endure pain, if not her faith of believer?
I stood by her touching her forehead to offer some consolation...
she tried to smile, but was overcome by pangs of desperation.
If horrid fate had cut abruptly her life, prayers provided endless comfort;
and accepting death as a relief from suffering, she cherished that thought!
Farewell, Catherine...even the March gloomy sky cries
to express its ample sympathy for someone with moribund eyes!
A treasure you have left: gems that gleam as the eternal stars,
and each one of them reflects the gentle smile of your shining grace
that everyone saw when you opened those warm arms...
and by loving everyone, you taught us the meaning of an embrace!
Farewell, Catherine...find joy in that celestial place above the earth's sphere,
there happiness is heard through songs that praise glorious love, not fear!
We'll remember those delightful moments you shared with us...
when joy shone on a face that did not know the bitterness
of tears! Yes, they are imprinted on these weeping hearts
as the words of Virgil who commemorated the brave souls
that accomplished great things never forgotten by fleeing time...
isn't your story of indomitable courage for us to read and admire?
She pranced barefoot in the park
Caught fireflies in the dark
Believing every day a lark
From the moment they begin.
Joking of smoking like a train
Sucking cigarettes as if sugarcane
Strolling with one down Lover's Lane
Accompanied by a violin.
She knew who played that fiddle
Yet to the end chose to diddle
And find answers to the riddle
Of what waits once we've shed our skin.
Having no faith in oncology
Trusting herbalists and astrology
She offered no apology
As the minister came in.
Last rites were said and thus she died
By then all of us dried-eyed
Most aware of how hard she tried
Without any real chance to win.
Artist, musician, lyricist,
Sister, wife and mother head the list
Of memories that shall long persist
In the hearts of her surviving kin.
May 30, 2014
Scalding tears,empty promises,the rejoinder of corruption.
Keep away from the fire, fruit tree, bureaucracy don't scratch your pen on the
Poison somebody's mind,my village has 800 souls.
The murderer boasts again and the fireman goes to an early grave.
I snuff a candle,knelt down and prayed,
......as the moon is beginning to wax.
from the minute you gave your soul
into the safe keeping of Jesus Christ
you went on to lead an upstanding,
productive and blessed life
from the moment you met and married your true love,
your husband Kenneth Reid
you reaped a bountiful harvest
and built a business with God's righteous seed
the enemy came upon you shooting arrows
from every angle and in every way
yet our Father God continued to shield you
and lift you up each and every day
you fought the good fight Debra
and now you can gracefully lay down your sword
for Father God has called you up heaven
to receive your just reward
so today we salute you Debra
for being a soldier in the army of God
and your memory will live on forever
embedded within our hearts
you've been a trooper and a true disciple
until the very end
and our love for you will never die,
Debra Reid Our Sister, Our Friend