I think of you Emma, every day
your smiles and chatter, the words you did say.
The coffees and catch-ups, the time that we shared,
busy lives lived close together, showed just how much we cared....
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My Younger Sister
I think of you Emma, every dayFeatured Shared Story
It was on the 29th of May 2017 that the shocking news of my little sister's death was shared with me. I was away at school for my final professional examination in Jos Plateau State in...
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;Featured Shared Story
You have touched my soul by having my poem touch your heart. I wrote it on that cold February morning, even though it has been 4 years this year, it only feels like 4...
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....Featured Shared Story
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...
When you meet a new friend
there is a feeling like it will never end
she's not just someone, she is my sister
her face full of blotches, diseases with blisters....Featured Shared Story
Hey...It's ok don't worry at least you know she is in a better place now I don't really know you but I can tell what you are going through is hard we will get through this together I know you...
I Would Sell My Soul
Although you were old and I was young, I still remember the laughter and fun. You were always there when I was down, trying to cheer me up like a silly clown. When ever I had a problem, I could go to you to talk. You'd console me and take me for a walk.
Why did you leave and die. Everytime I think of you I sigh, but on the inside I desperately cry. Mother still cries at the sound of your name. I still remember the good times and all the games. I know you are in heaven and you are watching over me. You'll never come back to me no matter how much I plead. I loved you and you loved me, but I guess if you love something you have to set it free. Though you always fought with my other sister, you'd get over it, and always kissed her.
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