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    dots Submission Name: The Shades of Taradots
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    Author: LongPastDead
    Elite Ratio:    6.45 - 35/69/31
    Words: 151
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
    Total Views: 1450
    Average Vote:    5.0000
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    Description:
       A friend of mine was finally taken off life support yesterday (Wednesday) after having fallen into a sudden deep sleep on Thursday afternoon. The same friend I was visiting when I almost collapsed and they found the tumor. It wasn't quite a coma, but wasn't not quite a coma. The place inbetween that. But due to the idiocy of her two doctors, who were well aware of each other, they did not keep in touch and there for did not know about the other medications she was taking. This caused an accidental reaction and overdose on Tara's, my friend, part. Brain scans showed there was no activity left and that she had technically passed on already. The same day they pulled the plug they harvested her organs and her eyes were given to a sixteen year old girl who might have been blind the rest of her life. Even after Death, Tara does amazing things.

    Anyways, by request of the family, I was to write a poem for her Memorial/Eulogy and the Obit. I thought I might share the Memorial/Eulogy with you all. It took forever to finally get on paper without crying.


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    dotsThe Shades of Taradots
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    Her love was the crimson of the petal,
    More soft and beautiful than any red rose.
    Her voice was the orange of music,
    A delicious melody none could oppose.

    Her laughter was the gold of the Sun,
    Banishing the darkness into the light.
    Her protection was the green of leaves,
    The shade that kept us from the world’s spite.

    Her friendship was the blue of the ocean,
    Strong and calming as the avid waves.
    Her passion was the violet of orchids,
    Burning extravagant in the worst of frays.

    Her eyes were the brown of the soil,
    Soft with the glint of vibrant life beneath.
    Her sorrow was the ebony of night,
    Dotted with distance stars of hope and disbelief.

    Her entirety was the white of the colours,
    The combination of every glorified hue.
    Our dearest and beloved Tara,
    We are all better for having known you.




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      beautiful tribute to your friend....

    she would love this i'm sure...

    great use of the colors..and the idea of how she will last...like Tara in "Gone with the Wind"

    the land is the only thing that lasts..says scarlett's father...yet as a person, we can also live on, last by donation of organs..

    that young girl is quite lucky and i am sure grateful

    but you must be so sad...and wow..did those doctors screw up...this passing so unnecessary...awful tragedy..

    but again, as your poem expresses...some good came from her passing...some wonderful good.

    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-06-05 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      I can only imagine the pain you are going through. I had tears come to my eyes just reading this. I can only imagine the effect it had on people who knew Tara. This is a favorite of mine, although for your sake, I wish it did not have to be.

    May your soul be at peace,

    Corbin
    | Posted on 2008-10-09 00:00:00 | by Lostlover | [ Reply to This ]
      Well done, I am sure that everyone present was in tears listening to your beautifully written poem in her honor. I am sure your friend Tara is looking down on you with a heart full of love. It is wonderful that she can continue to live on through the organ donations that have given others the gift of life.

    Thanks for sharing it with us.

    Dennis
    | Posted on 2008-10-09 00:00:00 | by Daokao | [ Reply to This ]
      Intense and tear jerking. I actually started to cry while reading the story and the poem. Your friend sounds like an amazing person. Just remember through this hard time that she is no longer in pain and is happy. She obviously loved you and you'll see her again some day. :] But the poem! My goodness, I am a very harsh rater but goodness gracious. The metaphors made sense and it sounded like something a grown adult would write years after their friend has passed. But you, you are a strong person to be able to post something so personal. This shows that you really cared about your friend.

    -Elle

    P.S. I'm always here if you need to vent or anything.
    | Posted on 2008-10-09 00:00:00 | by Elleisbroken | [ Reply to This ]


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