Nine Years of Wading
nine years ago today my sweet sister Karen took her last breath under a Colorado Pine - feels like yesterday...
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every New Year’s Eve i write of you,
for your death has given much debris-
nine years of wading in your reverie,
resolutions of trying to break through
all the tides cascading in a rippled sea...
o, a rippled sea of you and me
worry not sweetheart, you are forgiven,
for you knew not how you were adored-
now you sleep with angels and the Lord,
in heavenly divination you live in;
all the dreams spread in heavenly accord...
o, heavenly accord is your greatest reward
for what can i do to erase the pain?
for i wake and sleep and think of thee,
remembering you craving to break free,
on my heart lies a silk crimson stain
for our tides cascade with love in a rippled sea...
o, a rippled sea of my sister and me
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12.31.19
-luloo
Copyright © Beautiful Scars | Year Posted 2019
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