Prompt: Something you Feel Guilty about
She's gone.
And I never got to tell her goodbye.
She was one of my closest allies,
And now she's gone away.
I remember her beautiful smile,
How she could always give it away to someone else.
She was one of the kindest souls
that has ever blessed this earth.
I know that she knew
How close I felt we were.
I'm sure she felt the same,
But I never truly knew for sure.
I remember getting told,
On that fateful crisp srping day,
That something had happened,
And she could possibly go away.
I was young, and I was a child,
I didn't understand,
How taking her
Could ever be apart of His plan.
A few years went by,
She was still here.
The treatments made her forget them and me,
Which was the thing that I had most feared.
***
It was a rainy April day, and I was sitting in my fifth grade classroom. I remember a teacher walking in and telling us that she had finally passed away. One of my closest friends was gone. We shared the same name, which is what began our bond. I lost her to childhood cancer, a week after she turned 13. I thought that I would see her again, and I didn't really get to say goodbye.
The next few days were a mess of tears and confusion. Her younger brother had been in my class at school. I don't much remember her funeral, I just remember it being one of the saddest things I have ever attended.
She is burried near my grandfather and I go see her when I can. It has really been gnawing at me for a while, the fact that I never told her goodbye. I know I'll see her again someday though, so that stands as my little ray of hope.
Thank you for visiting my blog and God bless!!
She's gone.
And I never got to tell her goodbye.
She was one of my closest allies,
And now she's gone away.
I remember her beautiful smile,
How she could always give it away to someone else.
She was one of the kindest souls
that has ever blessed this earth.
I know that she knew
How close I felt we were.
I'm sure she felt the same,
But I never truly knew for sure.
I remember getting told,
On that fateful crisp srping day,
That something had happened,
And she could possibly go away.
I was young, and I was a child,
I didn't understand,
How taking her
Could ever be apart of His plan.
A few years went by,
She was still here.
The treatments made her forget them and me,
Which was the thing that I had most feared.
***
It was a rainy April day, and I was sitting in my fifth grade classroom. I remember a teacher walking in and telling us that she had finally passed away. One of my closest friends was gone. We shared the same name, which is what began our bond. I lost her to childhood cancer, a week after she turned 13. I thought that I would see her again, and I didn't really get to say goodbye.
The next few days were a mess of tears and confusion. Her younger brother had been in my class at school. I don't much remember her funeral, I just remember it being one of the saddest things I have ever attended.
She is burried near my grandfather and I go see her when I can. It has really been gnawing at me for a while, the fact that I never told her goodbye. I know I'll see her again someday though, so that stands as my little ray of hope.
Thank you for visiting my blog and God bless!!
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