My Sister Jeniffer is intended to pass on sometime within theses nightly hours.
I almost jumped for joy at her possible release of pain.
But I shall still cry many times these next few trying days.
I will cry for my father, who only wanted what was best but in the end lost almost all contact with her.
I will cry for my mother, who will console him threw this pain.
I will cry for my sisters, who lose not only a siblings but a shinnying angel in our lives.
I will cry for the young ones, who will never really know her purity of love.
I will cry for the eldest ones, who have only memories that while cherished can never really fill the void.
and of course
I will cry for myself, For while I have always been well with the death of another, even one so close, I will always remember the pain in her final hours and how I could not be by her side, regretfully I will always hate myself for such silly things.
Jeniffer returns to mother earth, just as an angel returns to heaven, or whatever metaphor may suite, by and by even with all my pretty words I will always miss my sister but I will never stop loving her and she will always be there in our hearts.
PEACE.


