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On Eagle Wings On eagle wings ... So went the song On eagle wings My sister is gone. Memories of that day Still clouded by tears I can't believe It's been two years. Two years of mourning How do I get through Two years of life A life without you. On eagle wings ... So went the song On eagle wings My sister is gone .
Two years ago I lost my sister. This is the first time since writing her eulogy that I have been able to express some of my emotions. I say some, simply because I know there are so many more. Emotions that are filled with happy memories of a person so special to me. Then of course there is the sadness, that hits me when I expect it least, right in my heart, because no matter how I fight with my thoughts or plead to God, I always end up realizing that she is no longer here. The anger follows next and I get so enraged of why my family have to suffer such a loss. Anger of why my beautiful, smart, funny, loving sister can no longer live her life; life that should have been full of joy. In the end I have my feelings and my memories for and of her. A bright, shining light that was extinguished far too soon.
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