by Shay White
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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My cousin Christine died of breast cancer at the age of 43. This is my tribute to her, written after a dream that had recalled some wonderful memories of our childhood years spent playing in the summer sun.
Lost within my own mystic dreams of sleep,
forgotten moments come alive that once were hidden deep.
A misty and shadowed figure of a time long ago,
brought back fond memories I’ve come intimately to know.
Days of warmth from the summers, long hot days,
spent lying in the grass, lost in its shimmering haze.
I watch her laughing amid her brown flowing hair,
as she dances in the sun, without so much as a care.
Faint memories called forth, from a childhood long since past,
hoping from within these words, they are made forever to last.
I see her so clearly in that place where dreams run wild,
flourishing back within the time, when she was but a child.
She is forever bound to my heart like an enchanting spell,
I sense she is at peace in that place, she now happily dwells.
Dancing again with sunlight glistening upon her long hair,
her freckled face once again happy, so bright and fair.
In my dream I see her being swept through, into her Heaven’s gate,
where she stops to say it is not my time, and I will have to wait.
With a joyous smile she begins to fade into the brilliance of white,
I watch her dance serenely through, all radiant within its glowing light.
Before it all faded away, I could hear her jubilant laughter,
I knew she would be forever held safely, in eternity’s ever-after.
I woke up not knowing if it were real or but a wonderful dream,
when I swear I heard faintly, the laughter of my cousin Christine.
© Shay White
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|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Brilliant and poignant writing Shay.
I too am 43 and named Christine...and have to be screened every six months for breast cancer. I too lost a cousin, very young, and so many in the family have been struck by it.
I feel so blessed to be healthy, and although I complain of my figure being too skinny, I guess it is a gift not to be too curvy in my situation.
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|A simply beautiful tribute to your cousin, Shay! She's smiling on you.....
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|Shay this is an absolutely beautiful poem that you share. I have to ask why did you not post for so long. Thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Oh my Shay,,,I see beauty and laughter..I see joy....this is such a beatutiful poem for your cousin Christine...and I know she is smiling too..such memories..I am so sorry her life was taken much too soon....and pray for a cure!
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|This is a beautiful and lovning tribute; a gift for Christine which we as readers are privileged that you have shared it, Shay. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|A heartfelt write and beautiful tribute to your cousin, blessings, Holly|
|Reviewed by Linda Law
|What a lovely tribute...and I know you miss her very much. This was written with so much feeling....and it's certain to hit home with others.. Thank you, lindalaw|
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|Hi Shay,this is a beautifully written poem.A lovely tribute to your cousin.My heart goes out to you for this loss.I enjoy reading this poem.take care