The tears are kisses from heaven,
kisses from me and my soul,
but I only cry because of her.
Why does she leave life in the dust,
just because she can't see me?
She's too scared to stand knowing she may just fall again.
Sister, please hear me,
don't cry, I'm watching you from heaven.
Why does life have to be a struggle to live?
Please, have faith - that's right, faith,
like me. Have faith in yourself,
let yourself stand, don't be afraid - I'll keep you standing.
She doesn't have to be afraid to live,
afraid that she'll just die again and again,
when I'm giving her the wings to fly...
Look up, dear sister,
don't let life fly away without you -
take these wings and fly with it.
Don't be afraid to fly, it's not scary
unless you don't have the faith that you'll see me one day.
Flying will just bring you to heaven - to me - one day...
One day, I'll be holding your hand,
giving you a hug and telling you not to be afraid of the rain.
I've already got my wings, and the rain is just my gift to you,
Each rain is another teardrop for you,
another kiss to give you comfort,
and another feather to help you fly.
~*~ for Faith, another hand to help me stand ~*~
kisses from me and my soul,
but I only cry because of her.
Why does she leave life in the dust,
just because she can't see me?
She's too scared to stand knowing she may just fall again.
Sister, please hear me,
don't cry, I'm watching you from heaven.
Why does life have to be a struggle to live?
Please, have faith - that's right, faith,
like me. Have faith in yourself,
let yourself stand, don't be afraid - I'll keep you standing.
She doesn't have to be afraid to live,
afraid that she'll just die again and again,
when I'm giving her the wings to fly...
Look up, dear sister,
don't let life fly away without you -
take these wings and fly with it.
Don't be afraid to fly, it's not scary
unless you don't have the faith that you'll see me one day.
Flying will just bring you to heaven - to me - one day...
One day, I'll be holding your hand,
giving you a hug and telling you not to be afraid of the rain.
I've already got my wings, and the rain is just my gift to you,
Each rain is another teardrop for you,
another kiss to give you comfort,
and another feather to help you fly.
~*~ for Faith, another hand to help me stand ~*~
Author notes
"I send out a prayer for those left behind" This is written from the point of view of my sister, my twin and I know she would be saying just this. I thank her for giving me the strength to let the rain drench my heart.
A contest entry
- For Those Left Behind by Ink4Blood.
600 points, ended June 18, 2007, 21 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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this is great
once again, i am terribly sorry.
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Wow!
This poem made me cry! GReat job! -
Congratulations on the bronze

Ruth -
wow, this is great! it's amazing. i love the feeling to it. great write!
~!~keep writing~!~
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Ok, this one has tears falling down my cheeks soooo freely! I could almost hear my angel, my love telling me this very thing as I was reading it! I lost him four months ago, and well it has been quite hard. You did a great job on this one!! I hope the judge has fun with the judging, I have read every entry so far, and most of them brought tears to my eyes. God Bless and best of luck in the contest. Keep that pen flowing.
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