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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It’s Christmas time again and I still here all alone, waiting for you to call me on the telephone. I know this year will be harder than the one before, I can only hope you knew it’s you that I adore. Your death not sudden, yet tragic to the bone. I must move on, wipe my tears and start to atone. The last time I saw your face I knew you wanted to hide, you seemed so lonely dear sister, but I didn’t expect suicide. For all the reasons you died in vain I shall remember, I’ll never be able to forget the thirty-first of December. It was always you who I wanted to sincerely confide, you were mossy vines entwined turning tangled up inside. Forgive me for not helping as well as I thought I could, your soul so tender, gentle spirit, kindhearted and good. When you took your last breath my heart stopped beating, but the memory of your last tears my mind keeps repeating. I want to learn to let go but I’m not sure if I should, for if I did then I might forget the ground on which you stood. Why does this hurt so bad? Shouldn’t the pain go away? I never got to express the love I always wanted to say. Wherever you are I pray you are happy and free, and I beg and plead to please never forget me. If only you could’ve held on just one more day, we’d drink a cup of coffee and I’d convince you to stay. Dancing with angels you are, and I am stuck here on earth, if only you could’ve seen your true and genuine worth. But I made a promise to you not so long ago, that I’d try to swallow all my pain and finally let go. I shall try to live with joy remembering all your mirth, not to be haunted by your death, but grateful for your birth. Move Me, and Others Poetry Contest Sponsor: Madison Demetros December 6, 2017
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