FOR MY DEAR SISTER

D.D.

The sun still in the evening sky

Birds were chirping happily

The world would never be the same

My teenage years ruined by tragedy

 

I will never forget that summer evening

He took her from our lives

So senseless was her passing

Due to his decision to drink and drive

 

Not only her did he take from this life

Her friend lost her life too

Two white caskets for their eternal rest

A funeral to be forgotten by few

 

My brothers were only young

As the oldest I was told to be strong

My parents needed that to help them through their loss

Not dealing with my own feelings for so long

 

Her smiling face was gone forever

Her laughter just a memory

Left a void that could not be filled

Pain that was too much to bear

 

Escaped from reality to cope

Relocation and University gave me false hope

Visits home were silently painful in her absence

Her bunk bed no longer adjacent to mine

 

Her angelic voice never more of this earth

My grief was never addressed

Music would not be the same without her

My singing voice took a rest

 

Over twenty years since that dark day

And the pain can still be difficult to bear

It is true that time eventually heals all wounds

But the memories are always there

 

The emptiness could not be filled

The loneliness is still there

But I can finally smile when I think of her

Even though I still wish she was here

 

Now that I have a child of my own

I’ve put my feelings of grief in their place

But hope I never have to experience

The tragedy my parents had to face

 

Music once again has meaning

Even though she is no more of this earth

I want our family traditions to be passed on

More than ever since my sons birth

 

I have accepted her death

But the tears still sometimes fall

As a Mother, I am happy again

I don’t want the sadness to be passed on

 

Now that these words have been written

An invisible weights been lifted

I happily share my love of music with family and friends

Who themselves are musically gifted

 

I do wish to see and hold her again

And long to hear her sing

Until then, I will be thankful for all my blessings

On the other side,

we will meet again,

and together our voices will ring

In loving memory of my dear sister, Darlene Doyle, she transitioned from this life at age 11 with her friend Karen Delaney who was 12. It was a tragic car accident in our hometown of Northern bay Newfoundland. on the evening of Saturday, July 14, 1984.

I love and miss you, Darlene

Written by Sharon LeShane on June 19, 2005