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She asks me
To write
About
My love
When I have
Not found
Her here
Or above
My writer friend sent this to me to post on my webpage, thank you so much.https://amzn.to/2X0L73p
She asks me
To write
About
My love
When I have
Not found
Her here
Or above
by MwsR ❤
Like wisps of perfumed air that encircles my head
Your love brings a newness and freshness to my life
You are both my sanity and my fascination
Life revolves with you in it
Without you in it, it comes to a screeching holt
As spring gets here, it reminds me of you
Something is always new for me to look at.
Your ways, your conversations, your love
It all comes without any stipulations,
But with a permanent guarantee
This beautiful life with you, loving me.
I think that this past week has taught me a lot about others, and myself.
I went to see my dying sister and it was an image I think I will never shake from my mind. Seems like time was not on her side but allowed her to be around to say her farewells to her loved ones, which is way more than what others get. I am glad she had that time. I am glad I had that time to say goodbye to her. She was a rather comical sister. She laughed and loved to make others laugh. I saw glimpses of that when I went to visit her. That brought some comfort to the situation, to know she could still joke and be comical, facing the end of her life.
Sometimes funerals and saying goodbyes to a dear one is more for those saying goodbye than for those that are passing on from this life. It is those who pas away suddenly and most unexpectantly that are hardest , I think, to bear. We do not get to say our final blessings or what have you to those who pass without warning. It is hard to live with sometimes, and it can cause such pain.
This past weekend was the service for my sister. It was wall to wall with people , some standing for lack of seats and some that stood in the door way area. It was amazing to see how many people came to say their farewells. Everyone had words of love and fond remembrance of my sister. I saw two pictures of her when she was much younger. It was uncanny at resemblances of her and I heard from several people how I looked like her, and it was bittersweet.
I think what I learned most was that people have a hard time with death and while others don’t, there is still the fear of the unknown after we leave here. I saw and heard from people who regretted not having more time and others who wished things had have been different for their relationship with my sister. I learned that we as humans have a hard time letting go. I know that we as humans, cling to things and have a fear of living a life outside of our pain. Sometimes, we try to punish ourselves by staying in a constant mourning, so to speak, and we will not let ourselves truly carry on with our own lives.
Sometimes, life can sink right down into our very soul and in doing so, we cannot ever truly free ourselves of things like remorse, guilt, tragedy, terrible times, hard times, and things that were not pleasant. We have to , you hear me, we have to! We are not meant to carry every single thing that we regret or have done wrong or that has happened in our life on our own shoulders and especially things that connect to our soul. It is impossible to live our lives in a SHADOW of who and what we were meant to be. We must forgive our past judgements, mistakes, regrets, and lack of’s. We are human and we will not always do things the right way, say all there needs to be said , or even treat people the way they should be treated, no matter how hard we try.
What I took away with me from this terrible week was to cherish the good moments the fleeting ones too.
And in closing this thought…
Please allow yourself some happiness and forgiveness and love.
MwsR ❤


Intrinsic it was for me
To be there with you, you see
Birth made us sisters
Life separated us.
Circumstances created a void
People helped t form a wall
That is the hardest of all.
Why must our hearts be connected in this universe
But it was so hard to find each other?
Unfair, yes
Deceptive our lives became
To us, only
Sadness is part of the intrinsic bond we have
Joy comes I believe to those in search of it.
When our lives are at their end,
Things work to bring us, back together, to mend.
Intrinsic our relationship, yet complicated to say the least.
Intrinsic is what I think of when I think of you and me.
MwsR >3

Here we are. Separate places but together in life.
We are not making memories, instead we find ourselves wishing.
Your life is coming to an end,
I cannot stand knowing it is.
I just want to make your life, your whole life better than it was, is.
I want to take away all your hurts.
Crazy how we came from the same mother,
Yet we do not really know one another.
We both have had things tied to our necks all of our life,
Some intentionally placed and other things our hurt hearts invent
We drifted in life, yet life is drawing us back together.
I hear your heart, almost like I knew you well.
I know you are scared
I am too.
Waiting on this life to end is so scary.
Either in your own experience or in knowing someone you know, facing it.
It seems what grips at your heart, also helps to keep it going.
What takes a loved one from you, brings you almost closer than in life.
I know that tomorrow is not promised , not even for me.
I fret to think yours is ending , why does that have to be.
In a few years of our life, we met once, talked some, yet
Oh sis, I am so broken as to how to help you, when I am lost.
I do not know what I will do, knowing that things change so harshly.
I feel stuck in this void of us.
I will try to love you in the end of days the best I can.