You who touched our lives,
In ways too many to recount?
To me you will remain forever,
Closer than a friend, my confidante.
When in need to you I came,
For wisdom and for truth.
A myriad memories,
Entwine and meld our hearts as one,
For we walked both years and miles together.
Sometimes I carried you,
For oft I found,
My shoulders were much stronger.
The borders of my heart being wider,
Wrapped itself around your own,
Sweet sister mine.
The tears still flow,
I gasp in pain when I recall my loss.
Then dawns the thought of you in heaven,
And I smile.
Myra D’souza / 19 July 2011