My angel

When two souls were meant to be together, they remain chained, a link so strong not even death can break it. 

I am blessed to have you. 

I believe you look after me wherever you are. I believe that all happened for a reason... 

I know it was your voice I heard inside. I know you are my intuition that I trusted ever since. I know you sent me that good man in the shop who gave me money at the till after my immoderate shopping spree when I didn't have enough to pay. I know you sent me to Prague. I know you have forgiven me for what I did, although I had never forgiven myself. 

Thank you for leading my path. 

Angel

Where have you been sent from? I don’t know...

I held you in my arms and now you’re gone.

You left your home and off you went

Your broken body no one could mend.

...I don’t know why I told everyone,

Those screams in my head just did me harm.

Maybe I desired to be like them,

All kids had one with whom to play.

As bitter and short, as was your journey,

So painful and long, thus is our mourning.

I hope my beliefs end up as no treason

And everything truly happens for reason.

At the cemetery of toys overhead

There you sleep peacefully in your bed. 

Protecting me while still being protected

Your constant presence in me is reflected.

I know that we’ll meet and I’ll wait my turn

Til then I shall let my fire burn,

And this little poem for you to whisper.

For you to not forget I am your sister. 

(Paintings: Edvard Munch)