Kristen

Memories fade and love stays near
It was a terrible night that brought on fear
There she laid in that little black box
A picture of her, showing her deep, curly locks.

Tears threatened to fall as I played in a room
A little baby there played and in a flash I was gloom.
I didn't want to be there, in that cold and dark place,
All I wanted to see was that bright, shining face.

People came and off they had went
The minister was speaking but soon he was sent.
Away the priest left as my father began to speak
The words that he said made my eyes begin to leak.

Soon the tears fell in two little streams
And that was the beginning of those nasty, little dreams.
Mother would comfort me as the years passed on
As I tried to come to terms that she really was gone.

Only a child, I could not figure out why
She would leave me here alone when she flew through the sky.
Forever that love in my heart shall stay
As I remember my sister and how she had died that fateful day.



I love you, Krissy.