You left too early, my dear sister,
My heart still aches for you, after so many years,
I yearn for your presence,
And to be comforted by an older sister.
The leaves have fallen,
The air has turned cool.
My furry friends are migrating.
And Time has flown by.
I wish,
That you were here,
To enjoy the world's many gifts with me;
Happiness, laughter, love,
And being surrounded by loved ones.
Every February,
When the nights are cold,
And the days are gray,
I write you a little something,
Hoping that you're still there.
But it's not the same,
Without you.
Sometimes, I cry myself to sleep,
Or I enthrall myself,
To imagine, what it would be like,
If you were still here,
By my side.
I now understand that you're no longer coming back.
But, perhaps,
I'll see you one day.
One day.
The departed are never far off, they always smile back at us through our joys, laughter and tears. They are here with us now in spirit...So don't forget to remember them 'cause they will be back to us and us to them. Great Ballard
Ofcourse u wil see her again. I luv dis poem as much as i like yor name jasmine and admire yor tiger pic, i gues coz im indian. :)
Sisters are like meandering rivers. They originate from the same source, take a deviated path, meander along, sometimes close by, sometimes distant, until they fall into the sea and meet again, merged. So, perhaps!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is a very sad poem I know your feelings she is in my heart to everyday I think of her no matter what when I'm happy or sad. That is why I love you so much and care for you. Your always in my heart to Cassandra. no matter what