She had Alice in Wonderland Hair

Photo by neighborhood artist.

Sister Gail drawn by an artist in neighborhood.

I think of my sister this time of year

Gail was born the first day of spring

she died when she was twelve years old

came into the world on a robin’s wing

She had Alice in wonderland hair

witty and pretty and sweet

I remember changing her diaper 

I remember kissing her little feet

I was only twelve when she was born

the same age she was when she died

my daughter was born a year before 

a comfort to me as I cried

Life is but a merry-go-round

a carousal of life and death

not knowing when heaven bound

I loved her till her last breath

She died on a hot summer day

it was the last day of July

but God works in mysterious ways

as the wings of time go by

It was always a very sad day 

until I met my girlfriend Sharon

her birthday is the thirty first of July

now a special day for me in the sun

©SyberRose

Author's Note

thank you for reading...this is about one of my sisters... I still have one living sister.

Reviews

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

This is one I'm glad to have found. I can more than relate to the emotion in this piece. I lost my older brother on New Year's Day, took me a long time to be able to write about it. Well done!

[SyberRose]

Thank you for peeking in and sorry about your brother...what a terrible way to start the new year.

[s y e]

This poem really touches me with it's love and sadness. A very lovely and affecting piece. Thanks for sharing this one.

"She had Alice in wonderland hair
witty and pretty and sweet"

Your description is amazing, Rose, so vivid. A lovely, heartfelt tribute.

-Noodle.

[SyberRose]

Thanks Sye...I named my daughter Gail after her...:)

[s y e]

That's lovely. :)

My pleasure. x

[Vikrantsingh]

Just felt it and wonderful. Is it based on real time incident.
Hopefully it is :(
It really made me think twice :)
Loved you chemistry with Poems :)

Cheers!
Singh :)

[SyberRose]

Thanks again for reading Singh...yes she was my sister...Rose

[Vikrantsingh]

:) Loved it

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Ah, a poem about Kinship and close friends, always fascinating to read . I was easily drawn in to this reflective piece and appreciated your beautifully crafted sentiments, great work.

[SyberRose]

thank you Sheema...always nice hearing from you...I was born in England maybe ill get to visit someday...Rose

[Frieda P]

Bittersweet Rose, this tugs at my heartstrings since I lost my lovely sister Lee to suicide not long ago. The date is still killer for me, glad you found something to ease the pain, very lovely and affecting piece. Thanks for sharing this one.

[SyberRose]

Very sad for you indeed...hopefully time will heal the pain a little...sounds like you have alot of good memories of her though...my mother in law who I never met also died from suicide when my husband was sixteen...thanks for peeking in Frieda...Rose

[Frieda P]

Thanks Rose, and sorry to hear that, I'm sure it impacted his entire life....

[SyberRose]

My husband keeps his feelings to himself...not one to talk about it.

[Frieda P]

Ahh men...I'm sure they did, how could it not, especially at that tender age....

[quinfinn]

hmmm, my sister's name was Gail. she passed away in April of last year. bone marrow cancer. and the odd part, she was an awesome artist who suffered schizophrenia all her adult life. this poem reaches out to me with its love and its sadness. terrific write, Rose.

[SyberRose]

Really ...i named my daughter after her and it made her happy as she died a yr later...and my brother was mentally ill...started at the age of twenty...we have a lot in common. Thank you for peeking in.