Neece and Humbug
It was Valentine when I lost someone dear. This poem is that reminiscence.
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You and I were close.
Of course, we were.
You my big sister and I am Humbug.
Your nickname is Neece - Rosie in school.
I remember how you looked when I was only nine.
You were a beautiful girl full of life.
Us both liked the wrestling and watch this a lot.
I became disinterest in the sport.
You watched because you said you really enjoyed seeing a man as a punching bag instead of a woman.
We would go out uptown and party.
We laughed together in our mutual environment.
We dance when we wanted to dance.
I truly miss you Neece.
We are six years apart.
Made a difference when I was a girl but now it does not because both of us are adults.
You left me on Valentine in 2009.
Five years later, I write these lines.
I am bereaved; however, I now rejoice in your life.
My beloved sister Neece, Rosie such a beautiful name, I see you are in tranquility through an hourglass.
Farewell
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User Name: Verlena S. Walker
Nom De Plume: Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest Name: Take Two
Date of Entry: March 31, 2014
~This poem was entered Poet Destroyer A Contest Name Any Poem Goes #14 and I do not, for the real of me, know why it did not place in the top three and from there, not at all. Therefore, I am submitting it in your contest Nette - Take Two.
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