deedeewisdom

Little did I know
Year after year
Attending Handel’s “Messiah”

That your years were numbered
My dear sweet and loving sister Ellie

The long and tedious walk
From the parking garage to Symphony Hall
Harder and harder for you every year

Little did I know that each and every
“Every valley shall be exalted, every mountain and
hill made low, the crooked straight and the rough
places plain”
Was your deep hearted prayer to the Almighty
Who made you in His image and likeness

Your comfort at “His Yoke is Easy and His burden light”
Was beautiful

To the astounding “I will shake the heavens and the earth,
the sea and the dry lands”
Where I watched you tremulous and shaking
Along with the deep-voiced bass

You, beside me, whom I just seemed to
Always take for granted
That you would be there
Year after year

There beside me with your eyes closed
At Symphony Hall,
Communing with your God

“Oh death, where is they sting?
Oh grave, where is thy victory?”

This year both of your sisters were there
Watching, listening
Rejoicing with you,
Oh sister of our hearts.

You went Home to our Lord on 9/20/18.

Love, your sister DeeDee