Wilma Neels Poet Free verse

'letters From Heaven'

It started with a letter,
One turned into two
Two into many more…

Pen pals we became and
That’s how our friendship 
Started, at the age of fourteen
Until we decided to 
Finally meet, when we turned seventeen….

A few days before your birthday 
The date was set,
but that meeting never happened,
The letters also dried up
No words just silence…

Until I send you a Christmas card
And your brother decided to search for me,
I’ll never forget that Sunday, 16 January 1994…

He looked just like you did,
In the photo you send me…

I really wasn’t prepared for 
What he had to say, 
You died on your way home from school
Back in October already… 

Brain hemorrhage is what he said… 

Before he uttered those 
Words the tears were 
Already streaming down my face,

I knew something must have
Happened to you, because you would
Never just go silent and not make contact…

I use to read your letters over and over,
For months after your brother told me,
Until I made peace with the fact 
that we would never meet, 
least not in the way we have planned…

*In loving memory of, Reginald Waldeck*

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Carol Sunshine Brown January 24, 2011 at 4:22 AM Congratulations on your win Wilma in the contest "My Darkest Childhood Memory"sponsored by Walayee (Lay). Love, Carol

Tahera Mannan January 23, 2011 at 7:52 PM Oh so sad and touching. I had a similar experience once with a friend. I can so relate to this. Many congratulations on your win.

Nette Onclaud January 23, 2011 at 7:01 AM this is a slammer, wilma.. big congrats to you!! :) huggs, nette

Kory Calhoun January 23, 2011 at 5:43 AM Hi Wilma - I am now sitting here with a handkerchief reading these poems. Congratulations on your WIN in Walayee's contest. Best wishes, KC

Dr.Ram Mehta January 22, 2011 at 3:22 PM Congratulations on the well deserved win in the contest, Wilma

Sara Kendrick January 22, 2011 at 1:37 PM Congratulations on your win..Sara

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 22, 2011 at 1:32 PM Congrats Wilma dear friend on your wonderfull success in Lay's contest with this special write and well deserved win.. enjoy another top ten victory with luv..

Carolyn Devonshire January 22, 2011 at 12:34 PM So happy to see your poem in the winners' circle, Wilma. Congratulations, dear! Love, Carolyn

Audrey Haick January 22, 2011 at 12:02 PM Congratulations on your great win in Lay's Contest, Wilma... this breaks my heart all over again! Love, Annalise

Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway January 22, 2011 at 11:56 AM Congrats on this heart wrenching write and win Wilma! Thank you for sharing... Lay

Michael J. Falotico January 15, 2011 at 4:57 AM Lots of feelings and sadness fill this write... but a beautiful way to express the loss.. very nice my dear...catching up this morning on your work,, long snow week again...with love Michael

Audrey Haick January 12, 2011 at 3:53 PM Oh, dear Wilma...this is very sad. To lose a friend when you're both so young is devastating to the spirit. I'm glad you were able to heal..and though you did not meet on earth, you will one day in a better world where no harm exists. Much love, Annalise

Carolyn Devonshire January 11, 2011 at 9:33 AM Wilma, I think you mentioned this tragic event to me in one of your emails. It's so sad that you thought he just stopped writing, when actually he had already passed away. You will meet Reginald in heaven, dear. A heartfelt poem that brought tears to my eyes. Love, Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich January 10, 2011 at 10:19 PM thanks for telling me and what a sad story it is too, Wilma. Death, especially in one so young and unexpected, can really make us take a step back and think!

Andrea Dietrich January 10, 2011 at 4:29 PM wow, wilma. you have so may incredible stories. How long ago was this one? It's not that friend that you knew so well that you wrote of earlier is it? Sounds like a completely different one. This poem was most interesting. LUv Andrea

Phyllis Babcock January 10, 2011 at 12:18 PM This is indeed a very sad story, I had a pen pal in Africa and I stopped receiving letters. I never did know what happened and why the letters stopped. It was nice of the brother to put closure on what had happened to your pen pal. God Bless Phyl

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 10, 2011 at 12:07 PM A very sad write but full of emotion for someone special in your life... sad way to discover the death of one so dear... expressive memories my friend Wilma..luv..