My Little Soldier

yes this is my baby when she was a baby taking a picture as an angel now a real angel - forever loved and her courage will always be with me!

Dedicated to: Kierra Dy'Nelle Burke May 16,2000-Nov 7,2008

I am proud
My daughter is among the bravest
One of the youngest perhaps
She is defiantly not in the war alone
I have met others in her platoon
Some cracking at the thought of death
Others strong and in control
A couple in self-pity
A few worried about their families
My baby stands tall with her head up
No matter the pain, never mind my tears
She shines with her badges in the lights
Four years old and she writes me and says:
Sickle Cell will never win!

Reviews

[Millionth Muse]

Wow...what a tragically powerful write. I am sure that writing this was a cathartic; I admire the strength in both your words and emotions. Likening your daughter to a soldier was genius, because I have many times thought of those battling illness in this very same way. You described her stoic legacy beautifully. Nicely written!

[The Analog Kid]

Very moving. What a trooper you daughter was. Nice use of "Soldier." So sad when kids are terminally ill. This is a nice tribute to her. Thanks for sharing.

Patrick