Our Spot
poem by:
R.T. Aquinas
Written
on Apr 19, 2018
I went to our spot today. Our spot where we used to pray Privately, between each other: You, my sister. I, your brother. I love you and I miss you, O God, you know it's true I look down at the river which we used to play near I look over to our Church, you are always here. I love you Maria, never had a chance to say goodbye Now sister, I kneel down and I begin to cry. Someone has left you violets. I've no idea who. But they most assuredly are certainly for you: "Dear Maria, We miss you. We hope you're now in Heaven above. And we send you all our love. x" I miss you, Sis, and love you with all my heart Why lovely sister did you have to depart?
Tags: Hope, Pain, Faith, Love, Sad, Happy,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 8:33am
Wow!...Rhys, ..I really do feel the pain..and love in your beautiful poetic tribute to your sister..........
R.T. Aquinas
commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 1:18pm
Thank you Frank.
Amanda Snow
commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 7:04pm
The way your pain is expressed in this makes me feel the weight of your loss. This is so well written, but I am sorry for the reason it is written.
R.T. Aquinas
commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 7:30pm
Thank you Amanda.
