Sister Death Poem

My sister Neola Cramer died on this past Saturday. She was 57 years of age and she had Multiple Sclerosis for over 20 years. I have been in a wheelchair since I was hit by a car when I was 3 and a 1/2 and Neola took care of me all through out my adolescent years. Neola laid in a vegetative state of the past 16 years. She wasn't able to talk or do anything except lay there and suffer. When I would go to see her I would sit by her in my wheelchair and hold her little hand.

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This poem touched my heart and my soul. I just lost my sister on April 1, 2014 and it was like losing one of the best parts of me. She bravely battled lung and spine cancers. It was a long...

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© Audra A. Allensworth Parsons more by Audra A. Allensworth Parsons

March 2012

Your Suffering Is Done

~This morning as I sit here looking up to the sky I keep on asking myself why;
How you suffered for oh so long;
until that morning when you went home were you belong.
I have cried and pleaded for this day to come;
so that it would get over and be done.

The memories of you and I will always be locked in the corridors of my mind and they will be visited from time to time
You fought every day and every night even while you laid there unable to really see any light.
I held your hand and brushed you hair while whispering to you I would always be there.

Then on that morning when I got the call;
all I wanted to do was slam my fist into the wall.
I screamed, I cried in every which way that you Neola, my sister would never go away.
For eighteen years I watched you lay; not saying a word because there just was no way;

The disease took everything you had;
How I pleaded to trade with you oh so bad.
If I could have traded with you I want you to know;
that I would of in a heart beat to have made your body be whole.
I want you to know sweet sister of mine that I did everything that I could to hold onto you tight;
but now I realized that was not right.
Your child that was a still born so many years ago;
needed you more so that she would not be alone.

I feel in my heart you spoke to me last week;
asking our sister to do something sweet;
She sent Mom a card and she got it on Friday;
then she was on the phone thanking her when you passed away.

You left this world with dignity and grace;
forever in my heart you will have a huge place;
I miss you big sister; Your suffering is done~
Go play, go walk and most important go run~~~


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  • by Starlett Barbre, Baton Rouge, LA
  • 1 year ago

This poem touched my heart and my soul. I just lost my sister on April 1, 2014 and it was like losing one of the best parts of me. She bravely battled lung and spine cancers. It was a long and tough battle but I loved to just call and make her smile. To even spend an occasional weekend just to be near her and say things will be alright. My sister lost that battle and we are left grieving. But now she is in Heaven smiling down on us all. She fought a good fight. We loved her but God loved her and needed her more. Thank you for sharing these poems. It gives me solace to know that my sister is still with me in spirit. Keep posting great work.


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