"How I wish I could bring back the fun time To the moments she had just a little breath
The fond memories will forever linger within me
Oh, how I wish I knew the second of her death I admit I was in shock and didn't want it to be I pretended it wasn't so, and I put it all behind
The tears started to flow and the grief began Mourning had poured but still no comfort to find
I wish I could have been the one to go first And I blame myself for not being there at the end
My dear sister was in pain and suffering long Will she now consider me to be her best friend?
If it was only me, I tell myself over and over And why must life end for the good at heart?
I know I must accept death in the long run
And I must let anger go and let the healing start.
Response from Dr. DeFoore
Helly Kathy. Thank you for writing this beautiful, deeply felt tribute to your sister and your grief. It sounds like you're doing a good job of honoring your feelings and moving through your grief.
I know you will continue to progress in your healing, until you find yourself in the joy and appreciation of celebrating your sister's life, and receiving her gifts to make your own more full and rich as a result.
My very best to you,
Dr. DeFoore
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Your poem is so very beautiful. I have always found that writing poetry was healing. Where ever your sister is, and I believe that she is a spirit that loves you dearly, she will be so touched by your poem about her.
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