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When You Needed Me Most

My sister my friend

When You Needed Me Most

I still remember the day
when my world fell apart 
being told the news
went to war with my heart,
“it is cancer “they said 
nothing we can do 
it’s terminal, no hope
but what’s my life without you.
my head wouldn’t except it,
my heart was torn apart 
when you needed me most,
 I was lost on where to start.
I hid away my feelings 
put a wall where it shouldn’t have been,
when you needed me most,
I was nowhere to be seen.
but now it’s far too late 
God has taken you home 
can’t tell you that I love you,
can’t talk to you on the phone.

I wish this never happened,
I wish it was all a bad dream,
so I’m singing my love to you,
my sister, my friend who’s unseen. 

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Mandy Love

my first Christmas without my sister. So many broken hearts children and a husband and grandchild, mother father and siblings, friends…. Nieces and nephews, aunts and uncles, cousins. Such a hole been left, yet years of beautiful memories that we will cling to. R.I.E.P my beautiful sister who God took far too soon. X

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Tony Owen

Hi Mandy, hope you are well. A poignant write, thinking of you. xx

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