Gift Poem
My Sister Devan
Sixteen years ago,
She was still here
New to this world she was,
The only child.

If she were here still
I would have gotten to meet her,
Know what it was like having a sister.

I would share everything with her,
It would be like having a best friend
That lives with me.

People may say I don’t know what it’s
Like losing someone close to me,
But I do.

I may of not gotten to meet her
But I sure do feel
And miss her.

Mom and Dad sometimes
Cry, and tell me about her.
I understand none could help her.
From Sid’s, it just happens

I hope she didn’t suffer, I hope she passed away peacefully.

In my mind she
Will always be alive,
And strong-

I love you Devan
Bailey-