A Poem in Memory of My Sister: The Last of the Firsts

I have to tell you, this has been a difficult week in a difficult month in a difficult year–the hardest year of my life.

Last year, on June 22nd, my little sister (and only sibling) passed away very unexpectedly. Although I don’t write poetry very often (or all that well), writing is the way I work through my emotions. And there’s something visceral and intimate about poetry that punches me in the gut.

With that in mind, I wanted to share with you the second poem I’ve written that I have ever shared with anyone. It’s written for and about my sister specifically on this day, the day before the year anniversary of her passing. (I am fully aware I am not a poet so bear with me.)