Baby girl..

A poem for my baby sister. Left my world and heaven, gained a angel. And my life is more lonely now.

Baby girl..

Once she was was my wild little sister,

always running toward her dreams.

I remember she was fearless and so brave.

I tried to keep up with her.

She was my great storm.

She had a wild life and she found peace at the end.

Beautiful Holly,

I remember my laughing, smiling and kind baby sister.

Now you have taught me tears,

now you have taught me sadness.

My world is less wonderful without your beautiful face,

my world is less joyful without your voice.

I whisper to myself.

We must mourn,

we must release tears and 

we must learn.

One less person who loved you.

Is gone.

Dear baby girl,

I miss you and

one day.

I will embrace you and I will tell you again.

I love you baby girl.

John Castellenas

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

I feel your pain, John. I lost my older sister to the complications of asthma. Losing a sibling reminds us of our own mortality. She never had the privilege of growing old, so that is why living life to the fullest is of most importance to me. To make our loved ones proud. I am sorry for your loss. I hope you know your sister is always with you!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Kelly. Hard to lose the babies. You are right. We must enjoy every day of life.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

I picture it like a story,
guilty as present,
the whisper, the girl who was trouble,
who got away,
enjoyed it very much,
----1809 Black Plague December

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the kind words. I appreciate the comment.

[1809 Black Plague December]

You are very welcome, Cayote Poetry.

[Alla Antsis]

So sorry for your loss, John! This is a very touching tribute to your sister! Great poetry

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Alla. Brake our heart when the younger ones leave us too soon.

[FGFRANKLIN]

So poignant and tender with an ache that is almost palpable. How wonderful that you have such sweet memories to hold of her in your heart. Beautiful and sad, my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Fabian. Hard to lose the young ones my friend.

[John the Baptist]

The only certainty in the physical world is change, and change sometimes means loss. The loss in this work is a beloved younger sister, and we can feel the speaker's grief. The only compensation for her is that she had a brother who cared so much. R.I.P.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. I appreciate the kind words.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

Those who we keep the most dearest to our heart always left a mark behind them. We pay the price. Price of love is sorrow. Sorrow's price is a memory and memory's price is a life. And without life we do not have memories and without them we do not have sorrow's and without sorrow's we do not have love. Love is everywhere and in everything. Every moment you breath her memory out, in life around you. So she is with you in your every breath.

As I take a part in your sorrow I hope I have given you a some thought of peace.

Take care.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Sarah. I appreciate you and I agree. When you love someone. The love become, a part of us.

[DIVYA]

One less person to love you. And how that's hits one hard. We get lonlier as we go....I'm so sorry for your loss, dear Coyote. Your words are laden with grief. You're a wonderful friend and I truly feel your sadness and grieve with you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya. I appreciate your kindness.

[DIVYA]

Always here for a kind and most thoughtful friend. 💜

[light and ashes]

This is not exactly what I expected to read, but the effect was even sweeter.
What a lovely write for your sister.
What wild children you and your siblings must have been, but I am sure nonetheless lovable because of it.
Wonderful write, I am sure it would make your sister's heart swell with pride and love.
God bless you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.

[light and ashes]

Of course....you're welcome.

[Betty Hermelee]

This so poignant and a beautiful tribute to your baby sister who has left this life and has gone to a peaceful place. Every word in this poem portrays your pain and the reader can feel it too. This is so traumatic to lose someone younger than you, that you have taken care of, protected, and loved so dearly.....if she were here on this earth she would love to hear your words.
Best, B

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Betty. You are right. To lose the younger people. Hard to understand.

[Betty Hermelee]

I empathize....you're very welcome!
Best, B

[Cherrie Palmer]

A heart felt tribute. John your poem speaks of true love.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Cherrie. Sister died on 16 March. Hard to release pain and sadness. We must.