“Beth”
Sunshine and “wild flyers” and running through the field;
Splashing and swimming in the creek ‘til we were chilled.
Singing and laughing and sharing secrets of our hearts;
Barbies and bicycles and going to the park.
Butterflies and lightening bugs and bumble bees;
Splinters and bruises and then skinned knees.
Best friends and cousins though sometimes we fought;
Making up and vowing never to part.
Health and sickness and then came death;
This is what separated me from my cousin Beth.
I still have memories and more memories still;
These memories are helping my heart to heal.
Beth, I’m fighting hard against this deadly disease called
Cancer,
That someday soon we will find the answer.
I miss you Bethy,
Love Rethy
In loving memory of my cousin Beth Payne-Karr
Succumbed to cancer
6/16/1962-12/8/2001
-Elisa Coffman 2002
I like your poem, Lis, and the picture is perfect. Love, Glo
ReplyDeleteThanks Glo! when we were little,Beth use to call wild flowers, "Wild flyers." It was so cute!
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