She  couldn't see outside herself

The darkness had trapped her  in

Or could  she see the damage left behind

To the remaining family and friends

One thought One impulse One bad choice

Ending her teenage years.

Now we all carry the pain of her loss

Filled with hurt and tears

30  years ago I lost my only sister

And she will never know just how much I have missed her

A life of what ifs ..or all those could be's...

Is all that I remember of her legacy

So today I live each moment

With all my highs and lows

In honor of Beth and life's on going show...

Dedicated to B W

ps Nothing is ever that bad...

The End

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