When my little sister died I had to find a way to cope. Writing helped a lot. So heres a poem I wrote for her...
A Moment Called ,"Eiowyn"
I can't explain it but, I can remember it.
Mommy finally told me it was a girl.
My mind was racing, my heart was pounding, and the ideas were flowing.
I was going to have a sister.
Ribbons and curls, pretty dresses and shiny shoes.
I remember that moment of joy.
That moment that later came to be called, Eiowyn.
Sadly, I remember a moment that came to be called, Tears.
When Eiowyn came to be called a memory.
In remembrance of Eiowyn Sky Sequeira.
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ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful poem, it was simple but powerful. I can't imagine the pain of losing someone so close to you since I'm an only child. Well done.
Thank you very much :)I was a hard time for the whole family. She was stillborn but, I imagine it would've been worse for us if we had actually lived with her, if she had been born and then died. I'm just thankful for God and his help. He helped us to endure and it made it all the more easy :)
ReplyDeleteOh baby! When I went to Leakey 3 weeks ago, I went to see Eiowyn! Tia Cheeckee had some pretty flowers by her head stone. I was just wondering what a bratt she would be by now! She would be almost 2? I prayed for her. It is still hard for me to think of her and not tear up. I can only imagine how it feels for you! I know we don't have the same beliefs but we can agree on one thing: We will see her again! Let's look forward to that day! Love Deidre.
ReplyDeleteI meant to say LOVE YOU DEIDRE!
ReplyDeleteYeah she would be two already and 3 next February :) love you too. And thanks for praying
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