I look into your gentle face.
But I force myself to turn away.
My friend this just might be our fate.
As death comes, we are apart by time.
My heart aches to look back at you and not cry.
My smile vanishes without a warning.
Restraining that powerful cheerful laugh.
The leaves of autumn fall gracefully to the ground.
The feathers of a floundering raven falls,
And lands around us, like snow on a winter’s day.
For so long I have called you a sister.
Now apart again by this horrible conflict.
That day still hidden within your sight.
Remember…The story you told me.
Then I told you my life story.
For all sakes, gracious sister don’t leave me alone.
My memories of you fade.
As your’s of me will soon fade.
Speak to me, weep with me, hug me.
No more telling of our pasts.
No more laughing or acting crazy.
I seem to be taking my last breath now.
I felt my heart pounding when I saw you so long ago.
Now it whimpers in its beats,
Calling your beautiful name.
But its must just sound nothing more than a whispering
in the wind.
As I write this my mind and heart are clouded.
I think of you leaving.
I have a weak heart now,
Weeping for you to stay.