A Poem By Morgan

I was brought into this world,
And then blessed with a friend.
She was beautiful, smart, and funny,
And one I could always depend.

Over the years, I watched her grow,
And find her own sense of style,
And although she might not have known it,
I walked with her every mile.

I wanted to protect her,
From all of the negativity out there.
I know I was nosey and annoying to her,
But her experiences I wanted her to share.

We argued and bickered,
As most sisters do.
We would go for days without talking,
And say some awful things, too.

But no matter how mad we got,
In time those feelings would pass.
We’d hug and say “I’m sorry!”
Without each other we would not last.

Over time, we grew closer,
And developed a strong friendship.
We could help each other through the hard times,
And make it through any hardship.

As I got older and too busy with my life,
I wasn’t always there.
And it was at those times she needed me,
And felt like I didn’t care.

Then one day, I got a call.
Alexis was really ill.
The severity of her illness,
I didn’t want to believe it was real.

I had taken for granted,
That she was my sister.
And didn’t realize until it was too late,
Just how much I would miss her.

For eleven days,
We watched and prayed,
That suddenly she would get better,
And a miracle would be made.

Doctors worked around the clock
Trying to find a cure.
We knew we had to be positive,
They would find one, we were sure.

Her strength was tested,
And things didn’t look so good.
I begged and pleaded to take her place.
I would do anything I could.

Anger boiled and tears poured,
When the doctor told us the news.
There was nothing else that he could do,
My only sister I would lose.

We faced the hardest decision
Of ending all of her pain.
If we decided to let her go,
An angel God would gain.

As I held her hand,
Trying to say goodbye.
Hurt and sadness overwhelmed me.
I could do nothing but cry.

At 12:40 in the morning,
On December 10, 2004,
The Lord came down and took her hand,
To giude her to his door.

It was at that moment
He called her home.
The golden streets of Heaven,
We now her’s to walk and roam.

She was made an angel,
And laid to rest.
To have her as my Guardian,
I am truely blessed.

I think about her every day,
And a smile comes to my face.
She is my sister and my friend,
That no one can replace.

Words cannot express,
Just how much I miss her.
Alexis Marie, you are
The world’s best sister.