She Died. 

One of my best friends died suddenly yesterday. A friend of over a decade who with out fail saw me in my darkest moments and tHrew me a rope. 

She left behind her 4 year old autistic boy, her fiancé – and people like me – awkward and emotionally messed up – who need people like her. 

I am angry at the skies. 

I will miss you. 


4 thoughts on “She Died. 

  1. My heart feels for you dear sister! You and their family are in my prayers! Here is a poem that might bring a smile I pray! Its one I wrote about a close relative when they passed!


    Whenever I see the butterflies flying
    I am reminded of your smiling face,
    As I see them taking wing into the sky
    I feel emotions which are never displaced

    For in my heart also live the butterflies
    As they come to life within me each day
    While I count the different memories of you
    Which in my thoughts and dreams will stay

    The brightness of their many vibrant colors
    Produce a vivid rainbow deep within my mind
    Which fills my heart with such unwavering joy
    Allowing me to enjoy them for an endless time

    The butterflies will be my deepest treasure
    Leaving me never again feeling the same
    As the peace they bring to me cannot be measured
    For on their wings are imprinted your name

    Wendell A. Brown,
    Copyright 2011.

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