A toast to Rosie
December 9, 2013
Today is Rosie’s birthday
I say is, present tense
Because although she isn’t with us,
She is in every sense.
She shares our celebrations
We raise a glass – her life to toast
We remember funny things she did
And think of her the most
She pops in to our heads at times
From nowhere, just a nudge
She’s eight years old and smiling
On a never ending ”trudge’.
Then next time she is older
In a costume for a part
Or DMs nearly to her knees
Or in the kitchen doing art.
She’s everywhere around us
In everything we do
She’s part of us forever
And always will be too
She makes us count our blessings
To be kind and love some more
And today another milestone
When she should be twenty four.
All our love xx
December 12, 2013 at 11:15 am
Surely the poignancy of this poem is about the young girl who died,not the glory of the person who wrote it.
December 24, 2013 at 1:56 am
Er yes, obviously..
December 9, 2013 at 5:51 pm
Beautiful Sarah x
December 9, 2013 at 7:08 pm
x
December 9, 2013 at 10:54 am
Sarah, I was very moved by your toast to Rosie and touched by her bright light that continues to shine in your memories.
I lost my older sister when I was 4. The pain was too much for my parents that we didn’t speak about her for years. Its lovely to see there are ways to celebrate a life lost so young.
Big hugs, Anat xxx
December 9, 2013 at 7:07 pm
Thanks Anat – so sorry to hear about your sister. What a tragedy the loss of a young life is. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment xxx
December 9, 2013 at 10:54 am
This is lovely Mum and so touching xxx
December 9, 2013 at 7:06 pm
thanks Georgie – big hugs all round xx