High and mighty stood she
Looking at all that could be,
Smiling happily she did
She loved everyone
Soul crying sadly it did
She liked her own kind
Many believed this to be an odd find
I loved her still
Though her they did shun
She loved me still
It was a horrid day
I wish I didn’t have to say
They hurt her
To them it was just fun
I loved her
In the place of healing
Everything lacked feeling
They tried hard to heal
I must admit I cried a ton
For she would not heal
I sat there begging
I knew she would not be returning
She would not be in my arms
She was my Hun’
I would never again hold her in my arms
They would not let me in
All because I was not her kin
She was dying now
Her life being undone
Both of us would be all alone now
I wore a beautiful shirt
I loved it even though it was covered in dirt
It was made with her love
The sweater was homespun
She and I had always shared that love
I stood outside the room
Looking into the gloom
I heard her call to me
This fight wouldn’t be won
I will always know she loves me.
I watched in horror as the line became slow
It became flat and all life stopped to flow
I collapsed to the ground crying
Her life had only just begun
For her short years I was crying
I turned to see the others
Only to find they were her brothers
It was her family that had committed this crime
Because of them her life was done
I can’t believe anyone could commit this crime
I’m sitting here at her gave stone
It was black granite with gold that shone
It has only been one year
When they come I must run
They realized they’re sister was gone a year
I’m leaving now, roses left there
For I know my grieving they now share
She was one that we all loved
Today was her birthday of twenty-one
It was her birthday when they couldn’t love
Her life is over
Her grave holding beautiful clover
I’ve finally moved on
From life I could no longer run
I have finally been able to move on
Author notes
I will tell you on the 31st of october what this poem means...it was a nightmare
Written August 9th, 2005
