crying glitter and drinking stars

elena

(a poem in memorial for my loving aunt elena, who has died after a four year battle of cancer)

my aunt was a lot of things
she was kind
she was strong
she was happy
she was outgoing
she was beautiful
she was sick
she was concerned for others
she was selfless
she was caring
she was a Christian
she was always faithful
she was always moral
she was genuine
she was dedicated
she was determined
she was loyal
she was a co-worker
she was a friend
she was a best friend
she was a sister
she was a daughter
she was a wife
she was an aunt

but there was one thing my aunt never was
she was never a mother

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side note;
she would love to be a mother, children loved her. children loved like jack loved rose and God loves his people. they loved her back. it was something she never could get and never will. death took its ripping hands and took her away. her body is at peace for once and the only memories we have left are the many photographs we have taken with her.

side note 2:
I'm sorry this poem is religious and really personal. just let me be for once. her memory will live forever in this writing. I love her. I owe it to her to remember her in something that I truly love.