It hurts…

Time heals    They say but    The gaping hole    Her departure… left behind,      even today painfully throbs so~

Beaten by life      Delivered blows Left, right, I’d salvaged      Tattered pride left in devastation’s wake and miraculously   she became Us sisters’ one saving grace

Dearest Chachi May your soul RIP and do know I loved you so and still miss that mischievous twinkle in your aged wrinkles and unabashed zest for life~

(Chachi is aunt- dad’s younger bro’s wife- I’d written a happy poem but suddenly I remembered her and felt real pain)


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