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A poem for my sister who passed away... |
| You were stolen from us too soon Never given a chance to say goodbye Two young children now left to mourn Without the slightest of reasons why Their loving mother will no longer Wipe their tender tears away Or laugh at their childish antics As they wrestle, laugh, and play That night your children found you Standing there, they trembled in fright When your daughter saw your face so blue She ran for the phone with all of her might Alone she called her father and 911 too Hot tears fell as she held her little brother When the ambulance sped away with you She whispered one last time; goodbye mother The precious memories that we made Live in our hearts so strong and true Until the day, in my grave I am laid Once again, I will be reunited with you A daughter and son are your legacy Through them you will forever live on You went when the Lord summoned thee Beyond the pearly gates you have gone |