Sister Death Poem

Tells the story of a visit to her sister's grave

A Sisters Love

© Phyllis Heller
As I visit my sisters grave, no flowers anywhere
I said no, this cannot be,
She loved her flowers endlessly.

I stood there as a dove flew by
And sat on the gravestone as I cried.
Oh yes I know you are here, you followed your husband everywhere.
and when he went to god above,

I cannot bare this painful loss
without my love
too great a cost.

I watched her change from light to dark,
no more laughter no more sparks.

ha sis I heard her say,
the cancer took her far away,
to the master up above, now

she's there with her great love.
as I put blue flowers on their grave,
I love you both and miss you so,

the time was gone I had to go.
in my dreams I was awakened,
by a voice I knew had spoken.
Phyll I’m here, I heard her say,
thanks for the visit you made today.
I’ll always be beside you,
thanks for the flowers of blue.
and as I carried on the day, I saw a dove fly my way.

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • This poem has touched me very much. My uncle died 3 weeks ago, the first week was very hard and painful, but I'm scared for my grandmother and my uncle's wife. I pray to God that he will give us the strength to get by the death of my uncle. he was the greatest uncle I have ever had and we may be apart in distance but never in the heart or the mind.

    Mildred Submitted Sep 2008
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  • I had written this poem many years ago and forgot about it, my younger sister and I were very close. This was a dedication to her. A friend of mine just e-mailed this poem back to me. I am so touched by this, sis I do know without a doubt you and god are together. and had a hand in this. your loving sister. phyll.

    Phyllis Heller Crouse, N.C. 28033 Submitted Mar 2011
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