It's Not A Finial Goodbye

My sister passed away in November 2011 and I always lite a candle of life for her.

A memory candle I lite 

On the date of your birth,

A celebration of your life on earth.

I lite this candle just for you.

See it come to life and glow,

See it flicker, see it dance, 

Sending shadows to and fro.

I know you're sitting with The Lord,

So until we meet again,

My memories of you will continue to grow.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

I'll bet she knows you do that for her. Losing a brother or sister leaves a special kind of hurt and emptiness. One day you'll meet again.