 We were kindred spirits my sister Connie and I. She was beautiful outside but more so inside. Losing her was a devastating blow in my life.
I miss her so much and am selfish enough to want her back, though I know she is in a far better place.
She also wrote poetry but I am not allowed to share it.
Dedicated to my sister Connie --- 8-22-29--- 4-16-01 ~THE LONG RIDE HOME~
I walked slowly towards the casket
Where your earthly shell was lain.
I wasn't sure that I could make it,
With my heart so filled with pain. I kissed you forehead now so cold,
The warmth has left your brow.
And all that I could do was cry,
Dear God! Oh no! Not now! He answered, "She has done her part
Gave Me her soul and more.
She brought her seven children
To the threshold of My door." The services are over now,
And the casket wheeled away.
My heart leapt up inside me,
And I want to scream, "please stay!" Just one more glance before you go
Just one more kiss good-bye.
But the casket rolls on by me,
With my heart still asking, Why? That's my sister you are taking,
My playmate and my friend.
We've shared so much together
I'm not ready for the end. How foolish that I think this way
How dare I question God.
We've had our time together
To walk this earthly sod. The memories that I hold dear
Will always be a part
Of every day I'm on this earth,
Engraved upon my heart. The motorcade begins to roll
And my thoughts reach back to when
We were just little children,
Thinking time would never end. I keep hearing children's voices,
As they play their childhood games.
I hear their childish laughter
As they shout each other's names. We were our mothers dreamers
Building castles in the sky.
We told our younger sisters
When they slept, that we could fly. Our hearts were both in tune.
Kindred spirits through and through.
Now who will share my dreams
That I always shared with you? The motorcade keeps moving
And no one stays our way.
Seems funny not to have to stop
For red lights on this day. They honored you and let you pass,
But I wish they could have known,
That a truly lovely person,
Was on her long ride home. We enter now the quiet place,
Where our earthly roads would meet.
But someday we will walk again
On heaven's golden streets. I see your coffin resting there
And I whisper soft to say,
"Today you did not have to wait,
Traffic stopped for you today." From birth to death dear sister
We've come a long, long way.
Your journey now has ended.
You must go and I must stay. So good-bye my lovely sister,
My playmate and my friend.
Please know that I will miss you
Till my days on earth will end. Copyright © 2001 Carol Bouche' Ottlinger
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