To my sister

Constantly thinking...never to be the same.
The tears fall quickly.. just hearing your name.
Silence is golden....yet not anymore.
Silence brings thoughts.... I just can't ignore.

The nights are sleepless... dreams out of reach.
Crying in my pillow....to you I beseech.
Surrounded by family....I still feel alone.
My heart is so empty...This pain I must own.

I wish I could hug you..and just see your face.
But now I have memories....to stand in your place.

Gone but not forgotten...that's what they say.
Of course that is true...
but if only you could have stayed...
Preeti Hetta