Sister Death Poem

My sister died from a sickness thought to be 'lupus' but never confirmed. She died in ICU and couldn't speak as a result of tubes in her throat but as mentioned in the poem, her eyes told me a lot. She was 28. Although death is one of the hardest things we will ever have to deal with, I do trust that I will see her again. This too I mentioned according to my bible beliefs based on Acts 24:15 and Rev 21:4. Hence, my poem touches on sadness but I would rather it be focused on hope.

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Sleep My Sister

© T. Hutchinson more by T. Hutchinson

Published on August 2011

I wish you sweet sleep, my sister dear.
Although there's so much that you've left bare
I hate that you had to endure such pain
On my mind, your saddened eyes have left a stain.

I want to know what crossed your mind
Unspoken words you've left behind
Undone things we'll never do
No sharing thoughts you never knew.

A peace has fallen upon your head
A taste of sorrow we have been fed
It really is like a hole in our lives
One swiftly dug but carved out by knives.

But I have hope that those sleeping will rise
The Bible says that God will open their eyes.
No suffering, sickness, yes not even pain,
Those who did good, eternal life they'll gain.

So... sleep on my sister, sleep tight
For now with you the sky is night.
But after night will come daybreak
Therefore I will wait hoping to see you awake.



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