Sister Death Poem

This poem talks about the day of my sister's funeral, which took place on a beautiful sunny day in November 2007. It is normally a day that makes my spirits soar, but that day was one of the hardest I had ever faced. I had prepared an eulogy, but wasn't sure I could make it through it without breaking down. I did make it through, however, without wavering. The weather helped, but I think the brilliant golden ray of my sister's spirit was with me.

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My sister Penny passed away February 23, 2017. Today marks 2 months that she has been gone. I still have trouble believing that such a vibrant, beautiful, funny, intelligent, caring, and...

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A Brilliant Golden Ray

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Published: January 2009

One morning under a clear blue sky day,
There was a crisp November chill in the air,
As the sun shone down in a brilliant golden ray,
Upon all the sweet flowers and people gathered there.

The fall leaves gently rustling with the breeze,
Whispered soft sounds that soothed the soul.
Birds flew on silent wing amongst the trees,
Singing sweet melodious songs as if to console.

Although it was a day that was heaven sent,
It was tinged with a sadness few want to face,
For beneath the beautiful sunny sky was a green tent,
Sheltering a flower-draped coffin at its resting place.

Inside a beloved sister now silent, cold and still,
Lying in eternal slumber over her waiting grave,
As loved ones gathered to witness God's will,
And to speak kindly of the warmth that she gave.

The priest spoke verses well used over many years,
Assuring all she is with those who've gone before;
As loved ones tried to see through blinding tears,
And offer prayers for a new soul on a distant shore.

A loving sister spoke of her good and kind heart,
And of the care given when loved ones were sick or sad.
She talked of friendship and of bonds there from the start,
And of a warm generous soul for which she was glad.

With a final loving glance and nothing more to say,
She was laid to rest beneath the green sod with care,
As the sun shone down in a brilliant golden ray,
Upon all the sweet flowers and angels gathered there.

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  • by Amanda Walker Dunn
  • 1 year ago

My sister Penny passed away February 23, 2017. Today marks 2 months that she has been gone. I still have trouble believing that such a vibrant, beautiful, funny, intelligent, caring, and healthy woman died by her own hands at the young age of 42. Our father took his own life when we were kids. We knew that pain, she knew that pain. So I'll probably never believe she chose her end. I miss her more than anyone I've ever lost! My big sister is gone! No more hugs, laughs, or childhood memories will we share. All I have left are tears and moments of sadness! I'll never see that beautiful smile, hear that infectious laugh, smell her freshly washed hair during an embrace, or see the twinkle in her beautiful brown eyes. She shared our daddy's eyes. Now both are closed forever. I could never fathom this pain! This never-ending pain I will carry with me every single second for the rest of my life! I pray for my heart to find enough room in it to carry my sister's death.

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