A Sister's Love

Tomorrow marks the eighth month anniversary of my brother-in-law's death.  And of course, today my thoughts have been of my sister, nieces, and nephew.

I find that words fall so short, and so often I am at a loss as to what to say.  What is there to say that will comfort them, that will ease the ache in their hearts, the emptiness in their lives.  I talk to my sister and I hear her pain, feel her grief, and yet, there is nothing I can do.  Kate, this is for you.












A Sister's Love

If I could try, I’d take away,

the loneliness day after day;

I’d kiss your tears, erase your pain,

would make you laugh and smile again.

Mere words fall short, then disappear,

next to your sorrow, and your fear;

would that I could, I’d take your place,

but I cannot, this is your race.

With every teardrop that you cry,

or every time you want to die;

with every day you weep and grieve,

I am beside you, I’ll not leave.

A sister’s love, deep as the sea,

reach out your hand, and there I’ll be;

to walk beside you to the end,

and carry you, my sister, friend.