Sister Death Poems

Sister Death Poems

Loss of Sister Poems

Sisters can be annoying pests who hog the bathroom and borrow your clothes without asking but admittedly, they are always there for you when times get tough and usually, they are your best friends. Sisters are always ready to love, comfort, and defend you. They are lifelong friends you can count on until the end. In fact, the only force powerful enough to cut short the friendship between a sister and her siblings is death. The loss of such a special relative can be particularly painful, but holding dear all of the precious memories you shared will help you to cope.

30 Poems About The Death Of A Sister

  1. 1. Missing My Sister And Best Friend

    The poem is something that came to me about 6 months after my sister's sudden death. I found her dead on her bedroom floor when I went in to change her bandages from a recent surgery. A blood clot from that surgery is what killed her. The poem tells my journey through grief - from the initial disbelief to the final acceptance. There is not a day that goes by that I don't miss my best friend.

    One morning I found you in eternal sleep;
    I tried to wake you as I began to weep,
    But all my pleas you could not hear.
    Oh, if I could have only kept you near,
    Away from the voices of those who went before,
    Who beckoned you to come to that distant shore.

    I find it so very hard to believe
    That you have gone and I must grieve;
    I call out your name -- you answer not,
    And I look for you in every familiar spot.
    Everything seems so strange and surreal.
    I ask everyday is it a dream or real?

    Where are the soft brown eyes of affection?
    Where is the laughter and talk of childhood reflection?
    Where is the loving care when I was sick or sad?
    Where is the generous soul for which I was glad?
    Where is the forgiving and understanding heart?
    Where are the bonds that were there from the start?

    I miss all the little ways you showed you cared,
    For there were so many good moments we shared;
    Looking back on my life's assorted scenes,
    I realized you taught me what love truly means.
    You were my trusted confidante and best friend,
    On whose loving support I could always depend.

    I look at your smiling face in all my photos.
    Memories flood my mind as I touch the mementos
    From the happy times you and I have had,
    But now these bring tears and make me sad;
    For the time together went by in a wink.
    Life was not as long as we'd like to think.

    Sometimes memories bring comfort and make me smile,
    But there are times when grief takes over for a while.
    Friends offer gentle words and prayers to console
    And tell me what has happened to your loving soul.
    Can it be true what they say of time healing grief?
    Is it enough when they say death has given you relief?

    Can we believe what others say of a better place,
    Where our beloved ones rest in God's warm embrace?
    I should be happy you're free of pain and sorrow,
    And rejoice that you'll always have tomorrow.
    How can I then be so heartbroken and selfishly cry?
    Return to me from that peaceful place where you lie!

    Now I look down at your name on a cold, hard stone
    That says little of the loving light you have shone.
    It tells nothing of the wonderful person you were
    And only serves to remind me of the painful loss I endure;
    But I know your kind soul wants no tears or pain.
    Instead, you'd want warm memories and love to remain.

    Although I cry and stand grief-stricken by your grave,
    I promise not to forget the loving memories you gave,
    But still I miss you so very much, my sister dear,
    And your caring words I once again long to hear;
    My heart's only solace is one day I will see you as before,
    Beckoning me to come join you on that white distant shore.

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  3. 2. If Only You Could Have Stayed

    I wrote this poem 6 days after my sister suddenly passed away. She had survived 2 heart transplants and was in GREAT health when she was taken from us. This poem explains everything I was going through at the time and am still going through now, 3 months later. My sister was an incredible wife, mother, sister, daughter, and friend. She will always be missed!

    Constantly thinking,
    never to be the same.
    The tears fall quickly
    just hearing your name.

    Silence is golden,
    yet not anymore.
    Silence brings thoughts
    I just can't ignore.

    The nights are sleepless,
    dreams out of reach.
    Crying in my pillow
    to you I beseech.

    Surrounded by family,
    I still feel alone.
    My heart is so empty.
    This pain I must own.

    I wish I could hug you
    and just see your face.
    But now I have memories
    to stand in your place.

    Gone but not forgotten,
    that's what they say.
    Of course that is true...
    but if only you could have stayed.

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  5. 3. Our Hearts Are Broken Forever

    • By Grace Bourke
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2008

    For my sister Sandra. She passed away July 29, 2007, at the tender age of 30. A beautiful girl who equaled as my best friend. Love you always, Sandra.
    Grace

    Death Of Sister Poem

    Our hearts are broken forever.
    People tell us that in time the pieces will eventually come back together.
    If this is true, though hard to believe now, there will always be a space,
    The piece to which has your name on its place.
    Tears have been falling now for so long.
    When we think of your beautiful face, it all seems so wrong.
    You had so much to look forward to and so much left to do,
    But God needed somebody in heaven who is as special as you.
    Nothing is the same now, and we doubt it ever will be.
    You have been released from pain and suffering; you have been set free.
    Your story has touched people, all ages, near and far.
    On the night you were taken from us, in the sky was a lone twinkling star.
    Was that you to tell us that you had reached home now?
    And from life as we knew it, it was time for you to take your final bow.
    We miss your voice, your infectious laugh and hearing you sing.
    Fashion you loved, and now you have new accessories - a pair of angel's wings.
    The world has lost a wonderful girl, a true and amazing friend.
    But maybe her goodness was needed to help and from heaven she needed to send.
    You are always around us, engulfing us with your love,
    Giving us strength, keeping us close, and watching over us from above.

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  6. 4. A Tribute To My Sister, Patricia

    • By Danielle Little
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A woman writes a tribute to her sister who has passed. They were very close and had many good times together. She says, "I understand why God would want such a beautiful angel by his side".

    It feels like years but it has only been months,
    And yet that is still too long.
    I still love you the same as if you were still here with me, laughing during the good times and crying during the bad ones.
    I miss being able to call you any time and spend hours talking about everything under the sun.
    As children we were practically joined at the hip,
    But we grew up and grew apart, as most siblings do.
    We had our own set of friends and our own set of goals for our lives, but that still didn't change the fact that we were sisters.
    There was nothing that I wouldn't do for you and nothing that you wouldn't do for me.
    I always wish you were still here with me enjoying life,
    But I can understand why God would want such a beautiful angel on his side from now until eternity.
    Just know that I love and miss you,
    And this is the tribute to you, my big sister.

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  7. 5. The Beach In The Sky

    Poem about my sister Kimberly Bush O'Connor. Missing my sister on the 3rd anniversary of her death, I wanted to do something special. I visited her gravesite, and as I sat in the cold, I started writing a poem for her. She loved writing, poetry, and the beach. She was just 49. I miss her more every day.

    I closed my eyes,
    Felt the warmth of the sun on my face.
    All the grief and pain
    Was simply too hard to erase.

    I could smell the ocean in the air.
    I opened my eyes only to see you far off in the distance.
    I knew it was you there.

    I called out your name
    As I ran to you.
    My prayers had been answered.
    It was all too good to be true.

    Beautiful as always,
    You smiled and held me so near.
    This moment was happening;
    It was all perfectly clear.

    You laughed and said,
    "I'm happy you're here. Welcome to my beach in the sky,
    But you can't stay forever,"
    As a big sister always knows why.

    "You see there is a little place at my beach in the sky.
    It's called Heaven and that's where I live.
    I am happy and content
    And have no one else to forgive."

    "I dance in the sun and play in the waves.
    I collect seashells as I watch the sun rise and set
    All of my days."

    "I know no more hate, sorrow or grief.
    I only know love and peace.
    And I stand firmly with my God on that belief."

    "You have not yet learned what it takes.
    You can't be with me on my beach in the sky.
    Just because you think you have faith,
    You still have not learned why."

    "Go back to your world and do what you can.
    Be kind and gentle to each and every man.
    Have a compassionate heart.
    Remember my words as we now must part."

    "Little things matter.
    Be the best you can be.
    Take great care with others
    As you would a seashell at sea.
    Be helpful, be strong
    And never ask why.
    That's all it takes
    To reach my beach in the sky."

    I opened my eyes
    And felt the mean spring-winter cold.
    It was all an illusion,
    Everything I had just been told.

    The snow flurries fell.
    I was not on a beach
    But was back in my hell.
    It could have all been a dream
    Until I looked down
    And discovered a seashell.

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  8. 6. R.I.P Sarah

    • By Katie Evers
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2008

    This poem was made in memory of my identical twin sister, Sarah, who was killed in a car accident. It happened on August 11, 2005, and she passed away August 18th.

    Death Of Twin Sister

    God picks flowers from his garden above.
    He sends them to earth for a family to love.
    One cool crisp morning he sent twins.
    The family burst with love from within.
    They grew into beautiful young girls with spunk
    Always happy and being little skunks.
    Then one day the sky turned gray.
    Everyone in the county began to pray.
    An accident took one twin away,
    Leaving behind a family in dismay.
    Sometimes we don't always understand
    Just what God has in his plans.
    Remember Sarah as your life goes on
    Because her life is now heaven's home
    Where sorrow or pain shall be no more,
    Only peace and eternity on every shore.
    Let not your hearts be troubled.
    Remember how her soul always bubbled.
    Put your trust in God and your soul at rest,
    And remember God took Sarah because
    He only takes the very best!

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  9. 7. You're Not Here

    • By Alyson Drummond
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009

    My younger sister Emma, died tragically aged just 30, in the prime of her life with no previous illness, leaving two young children. I miss her so much, I've tried to put into words what her loss means to me.

    My Younger Sister

    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.

    If only I could turn back time,
    to when our lives were sailing along just fine.
    Our sisterly chats, our planned places to go,
    the soft plays, parks, shops and the beach,
    where did those sands of time go?

    You kept saying, "Why me?"
    "One day at a time" and "keep positive" was all I could say,
    I think of your words every day.

    I always believed you would get more time with your beautiful boys,
    for more love, laugh and play, with them and their toys.
    But you didn't get that chance, and you're not here...

    Why you Emma? Why were you taken from us so young?
    How can we ever again have such fun?
    I miss your bright sparkle, your humour and zest for life,
    this empty void you have left behind, cuts like a knife.

    We were both robbed Emma, of precious time,
    we should be sharing now, and in the years down the line.
    The pleasures of watching our kids learn and grow,
    Special "Auntie Emma", my eternal sorrow.

    You had so much to live for, so much yet to do,
    it still feels unreal, being here without you.
    I know I have to somehow live with the pain,
    of never seeing your smile or hearing your voice ever again.

    The answers that I'll never find, nor ever understand
    I only wish you were here
    so I could hug you and take you by the hand,
    down to the beach with the kids for ice-cream,
    to paddle in the sea and write our names in the sand.

    I miss you so much Emma, more than words can ever say,
    my precious memories of you are with me every day.

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  10. 8. Broken Promises

    • By Kai Hyde
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2016

    Three years ago, my sister passed away due to an accidental drug overdose. Growing up only thirteen months apart, we were pretty much inseparable throughout most of our lives. Writing poetry is one small thing that has helped me deal with the death of my little sister.

    Poem About Losing A Sister To Addiction

    So many questions running through my mind,
    I am suddenly unable to speak.
    I hear your voice on the other end,
    Your cries turn into shrieks.

    This moment I will forever remember,
    It is a scar upon my soul.
    I am more sure about this than I have ever been,
    My heart will never be whole.

    So many questions running through my mind,
    The pain stabs at my chest.
    Tears colliding with one another,
    How will I survive this test?

    Stricken with an unbearable weight,
    A feeling of emptiness echoes inside.
    The two compete for control of my body,
    Moving in and out like the tide.

    So many questions running through my mind,
    When will I awake from this dream?
    I hear your voice on the other end,
    Your cries turn into a scream.

    She's gone, she's gone, I hear you say,
    And yet I don't comprehend.
    To bear the thought of my little sister
    Being someone I will never see again.

    So many questions running through my mind,
    But at the same time my thoughts disappear.
    Taken away by the demons of addiction,
    The one thing she promised to never fear.

    As my anger fades and reality sets in,
    While the darkness moves in on the light,
    Tattered on the ground are the broken promises
    Of the loved ones we've lost to this fight.

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  11. 9. Sleep, My Sister

    My sister died from a sickness thought to be lupus but never confirmed. She died in the 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 Revelation 21:4.

    Hence, my poem touches on sadness, but I would rather it be focused on hope.

    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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  12. 10. Without You

    • By Vb
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014

    Depression often goes unnoticed by people close to the person affected until it is too late. This poem is about a sister-in-law who died after battling depression and the feelings associated with that for those left behind.

    Losing A Sister-In-Law To Depression

    What could I have done
    To be the one
    To help you through your darkest hours?

    I wish I knew
    What troubled you
    And gotten ridden of your demons.

    But I was blind,
    I could not see,
    And now you're gone forever...

    Why did you leave?
    A wave of grief
    Relentless, merciless, and endless

    Has hit us hard,
    And in its might,
    I'm devastated, hurt, and shattered.

    Please understand
    You are my friend,
    My intelligent, beautiful sister

    We shared so much,
    But I misjudged
    And did not see your struggles.

    If I could change
    What fate arranged,
    I'd do it in a heartbeat.

    I never knew
    That without you,
    My heart would ache so badly.

    Know that I will keep you close to me,
    No matter where I go or where I'll be.

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  13. 11. My Sister's Rocking Chair

    A blood clot suddenly stopped my sister's heart one chilly November day, which was caused from emergency surgery 3 weeks prior to her death. I found her lying face down on the floor, between her bed and her favorite rocking chair, which sat in the corner of her bedroom. It's funny how a rocking chair becomes more than just a place to sit for those sorely missing its former owner. It still sits quietly in the same spot, 4 years after her death, because of the sweet memories it evokes.

    Over in the corner sits an empty rocking chair,
    Yet my mind's eye can still picture her there,
    Gently rocking to and fro at a slow steady pace,
    Wearing a soft loving glow upon her sweet face;
    As the rocking seemed to carry her worries away
    And eased the painful weariness of the long day.

    My sister's old rocking chair sits so quietly now
    But seems to revive my grieving heart somehow;
    For it stirs fond memories of talks we once had,
    Which gave us such comfort when we were sad,
    Or helped us recall funny stories of childhood years
    That brought glorious laughter mixed with joyful tears.

    To many, it's just an old forgotten chair in the corner,
    But it is so much more to this solemn mourner;
    For it is where a beloved sister would often sit,
    Sharing her humorous stories with charming wit,
    Or giving advice that came from a compassionate soul.
    Oh, how these lovely memories now serve to console.

    Sometimes I will sit in my sister's rocking chair,
    At moments when missing her is too much to bear,
    And I need to feel closer to the kind, generous heart
    To which I was forever bonded from my life's start;
    She was my most trusted confidante and loving friend,
    Who I will always cherish beyond my life's end.

    How lonely and forlorn that old chair seems to be,
    But I realize it's not the chair that is lonely - only me!
    For I miss the dear sister who once graced the chair.
    Oh, how I wish she were still quietly sitting there,
    Gently rocking to and fro at a slow, steady pace,
    Wearing a soft loving glow upon her sweet face.

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  14. 12. Sister

    • By Morgan Martinez
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems October 2009

    My sister was a special person. We will always remember all the good times! R.I.P Kahla Martinez

    For Her Day Had Come

    One day it happened
    In a blink of an eye
    So sadly her life ended
    Without a chance to say goodbye

    She was such a happy girl
    With a beautiful smile
    Without a care in the world
    She made it worthwhile

    She made everyone think
    And played with their mind
    She gave a quick wink
    As their faces shined

    The sisterhood has gone
    With smiles and good times
    No partner to sing our songs
    No best friend to sing our rhymes

    For her day had come
    To fly off to heaven
    And visit our mum
    In a happy haven

    She left us all
    Without a goodbye kiss
    She was the kind of girl
    The ONE we will miss

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  15. 13. If Only I Knew

    • By Sennette Gaoses
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2014

    I wrote this emotional poem when I started thinking about the things regarding my sister Mencia Gawanas that I took for granted. I thought that she'd always be around, so there were all these things that I thought I would always have. I thought she'd always text me, or smile at me, or call me. I thought I would have her in my life forever. Alas, God had a different plan for us. I just wish I knew that I would have her for so little a time, for she was only 20.

    Emotional Poem About Death Cutting Young Life Short

    If only I knew that our time would be so brief,
    Spoiled you rotten I would have done.

    If only I knew that would be our last phone call,
    Just to listen to you speak, held on longer I would have done.

    If only I knew that would be your last text,
    Kept it in my inbox I would have done.

    If only I knew it was the last time I was seeing you,
    Called you back and hugged you tight I would have done.

    If only I knew it was the last time I would see you smile,
    Stood longer and watch you smile I would have done.

    If only I knew that I was seeing your face for the last time,
    Memorize all its features I would have done.

    If only I knew that God would take you away so soon,
    Spend all my time with you I would have done.

    There are a lot of things I would have done differently
    If only I had known.

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  16. 14. Are You There?

    Throughout my 74 years of life, I have lost so many friends and family members that have been dear to me. Most, if not all, were better people than myself, and it makes me wonder why I'm still here and they're not. One in particular was my sister, Beverley. Bev was a member of MENSA. She was a dedicated humanitarian, firm supporter of animal rights and helped me through some very trying times. I dedicate this poem to her, with all the love I have left.

    The Love I Have For My Sister

    Often, when it's late at night
    And no one's 'round but me,
    My mind will travel back in time
    To my sister's memory.

    So many scenes will fill my head.
    It's hard to keep them sorted.
    All our laughter, talks and games
    Through life have been aborted.

    But my mind keeps you alive,
    Though memories all it shows.
    Still, I need to talk to you,
    My questions to propose.

    Are you happy where you are?
    Are Mom and Dad around?
    Can you see the thoughts I have
    Or words I've written down?

    Are you warm in winter time
    And cool in summer's sun?
    Has the pain that sent you there
    Been mercifully undone?

    Do you and Mom and Dad play cards
    Or talk throughout the night?
    Do you still have the forest walks
    You loved with pure delight?

    Do you still have the laugh you had
    When I'd say funny things?
    So much of you I'll never know,
    Unless I had some wings!

    It's been so long since you've been gone,
    And still, it's hard to cope.
    I want to get to where you are.
    Could you throw me a rope?

    Is Jacob's Ladder still around,
    Available to rent?
    If you could send it down to me,
    That would be heaven-sent!

    A rocket ship or "beam me up,"
    A sling shot or a jet!
    All might help me get to you.
    I would have no regret!

    Oh, well...

    I guess that I am stuck down here
    Until I pass away.
    I hope you're there to take my hand
    When time is up that day.

    Then we can talk and laugh again,
    Play games without a care!
    One more question, then I'll go.
    Will you be there?

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  17. 15. Your Suffering Is Done

    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.

    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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  18. 16. Today

    • By Betsy Fogarty
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011

    This was written by me for my sister Nancy

    Until We Meet Again

    Today I walked down memory lane to days of that, Our youth
    I walked through our childhood and boy, was that a hoot
    Our many shows and dances, our secrets never told
    Continued on this trip today into our teens
    I arose and laughter shook what's left of my very soul
    Kept going and not far away were soon to be our graduation days
    Our paths soon led us to adulthood, where many days were spent
    Our mother and new babies kept us busy to all ends
    So glad we had those moments that no one will ever know
    For I will treasure them wherever I may go
    Until we meet, My sister, stay sweet and pure of soul
    For you were and will always be the light within my soul
    Those pinky swears and double dares will see me through the end
    I will always love you, Until we meet again

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  19. 17. Life Beginning

    • By James Harmon
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008

    Just a small town country boy, writing a letter to my sister. At a very young age she was diagnosed with Hodgkins Disease, when it had less than a 10% cure rate. Last year she found out she had primary liver cancer, by the way she never drank a day in her life, it puzzled every doctor she had contact with, nothing never showed on any test until it was too late. She lead a wonderful life with God- trusting him every step of the way. She died recently leaving behind 5 children, a husband, mother, father, sister, and brother.

    Hodgkin's Disease

    As I was not there the day of your birth,
    I rely on stories to tell of your worth.
    A few years pass, and a miracle once more
    Our family, growing again, has now reached four.
    Growing together, we all had our fears
    Living together , sharing love and tears.
    As time passed along we all grew stronger
    Who would knew that would not last much longer.
    I can not remember how it started,
    News from the doctor, said that you would be departed.
    Our parents crying, praying! You must be wrong.
    The test confirming, Treatment would be long.
    Little chance is what they give you to live.
    You, your strength, you showed them what a child could give.
    Never once complaining about the hand you were dealt.
    Only praying to God about how you felt.
    Answering our prayers is what he's done.
    Giving us time to share, love and have fun.
    As time passed our family grew one again
    A miracle added, another girls life begins.
    Growing up together, it was not easy to share.
    Two on one, it was never fair.
    Our parents always tried to teach us right
    But as children and teenagers we wanted to fight
    As time passed we all got older
    Our family growing bigger and bolder.
    The little child, when young, who was so sick
    Has now grown, with a belly 9 months thick.
    A child, she will never have, is what they said.
    Now she is keeping five children fed.
    More problems with her health were soon to begin.
    No-one thought that she would be cursed again.
    The sickness this time in worse than before.
    No treatment at all could even the score.
    The medicines, the test, you all done in stride.
    Knowing the whole time God was by your side.
    Creating moments with you is what we all done.
    But the ones from our childhood are the most fun.
    Prayer for you grew by the minute,
    A prayer was not spoken without you in it.
    It seemed the more we prayed the sicker you became
    Your belief stayed strong, never cursing His Name.
    Your final breath taken, we were all in shock.
    And Our prayers continued around the clock.
    Why have you taken this Mother is what we all screamed and cried.
    Never Knowing, GOD was saying This Child Will Be By My Side.
    For eternity she will sit by GOD at last
    All her wanting and sickness a thing of the past.
    Prayer for her is not needed any more,
    Pray for ourselves to be with her once more.
    Her life is just beginning you see
    A life to be sought by you and me.

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  20. 18. Sister There You Are

    • By Nichole Herman
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008

    About my beloved friend and sister.

    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.


    I didn't quite care what she had thought
    many years of cancer she had fought
    now it comes down to just death
    raspberry tango the smell on her breath.


    She lies in that bed as she waits for her fate
    she sits on a cloud in front of the golden gate
    I look at the sky and just wonder why
    she has a pair of wings now and knows how to fly.

    My life is still going and there is no time to pretend
    she dealt with what she could and now it is the end
    I see her spirit and try to keep up with her pace
    I now I just wish I could see her face.

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  21. 19. A Brilliant Golden Ray

    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.

    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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  22. 20. My Baby

    • By Jay M. Elaine
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2017

    The poem is about losing my sister to a heart condition and how much I loved and missed her. It's about not being able to help her live and blaming myself for her death.

    My Sister Was My Everything

    She was my baby, fragile and small.
    She was beautiful, like a little girl's doll.
    She was older than I, but so quiet and weak,
    And when I heard to dire news, I wept
    'Cause she was my baby.

    I stuck on her like glue; you couldn't pull me away.
    She was my sister, and I needed her to stay.
    She was the only one I trusted; I loved her most of all.
    We kept each other's secrets, and I wouldn't let her fall.

    She slept for so long on that hospital bed.
    My dad put his hand on her cold forehead.
    The steady, loud sound echoed through the room.
    The line on the monitor settled my mood
    She was gone, and I was too.

    So much happened in the years that passed.
    The crying slowed, and the healing came at last,
    But the thoughts won't leave.
    They will never subside.
    What could I have done on that
    Sad, fateful night?

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