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Thoughts of Christina


Author: lenotoire
ASL Info:    32/F/Northern Michigan
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Words: 175
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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At first I didn't have a description for this piece and it caused a little confusion, so I figured I better add one.

Christina was not my sister by blood, but I did consider her my sister. We had a small group of friends and we considered each other sisters. We all stuck by each other more than our real families. So this is why I call Christina, along with the other girls, my sister.

And to those I have confused, I am sorry.


Thoughts of Christina



I remember your porcelain beauty,
so much like a china doll.
And the envy I felt
every time I would look at you,
because to me you were perfect.

You were my sister, my friend,
an asylum of white light
on the dark streets of hell
which we lived in.

Your carefree approach to life
and the way you viewed the world,
was an inspiration to me.
And I longed for that same view.

But I never expected the pain
and the loss of breath I felt,
when I received the call that day.

The car you were in had crashed
and you were laid to rest,
at the age of seventeen,
with your baby in your arms.

And even though your light has dimmed,
your beauty will always be remembered.
And the inspiration you gave
will live forever in the memories of those,
whose hearts you touched
in your short time on earth.


In memory of Christina Marie Frye
Jan. 18, 1975 – Sept. 11, 1992




Submitted on 2005-08-26 08:02:29     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  This could have been read at her funeral.. it' so heartfelt and touching. Written so well too. I hate that you lost such a good friend. And in reading it seems even more was lost. A tragedy for sure. A good friend isn't easy to come by.. and when you lose one in such a way, it leaves an empty whole in your heart. You were lucky to have each other in the time you did.

You told the story of her and of your loss quite well in this write.

A compelling read.

~Sandra
| Posted on 2006-02-01 00:00:00 | by Intricate1 | [ Reply to This ]
  OMGosh...
I have tears in my eyes.
I can feel how close you were to her very being...your deep affection and sincere love for this friend...who's beauty emulated inside and out...

This verse...

"Your carefree approach to life
and the way you viewed the world,
was an inspiration to me.
And I longed for that same view."

...especially the last line...to long for her approach and her views...and for her to be an inspiration to you...that you would love someone so much, and believe in them so much, that you would want to mimic their very existence...I could feel your pain. This was an excellent, courageous write...many thanks for sharing something so personal with so many.
Much love and light,
Kimmy
| Posted on 2006-01-29 00:00:00 | by KimmyMim | [ Reply to This ]
  Thanks for having the courage to write about such a personal thing and to share it with us.

I suppose there's little I can say. It's encouraging to know that you still remember her and think of her. I don't have any firm feelings of the afterlife. My thoughts seem to hover somewhere between the movies Lion King and What Dreams May Come. Somewhere, I hope she's thinking of you, too.

Steve
| Posted on 2005-11-21 00:00:00 | by Lost Sheep | [ Reply to This ]
  I always see such stories and feel such sadness when a child dies. I hope that time has eased the pain a bit. My dad was killed in a car crash and the suddenness of it is always shattering. Strong piece, heartfelt and true to her memory.

Peace,

Joe
| Posted on 2005-10-04 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]
  there is no way to critique such a heart felt poem about the loss of someone so close to you.. friends like this are priceless and we must cherish them while they are here with us on earth, for we never know the time...
thank you for sharing the beautiful light of your friend with us. i am so very sorry for your loss.
peace&light
~Cat
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]
  I'm sorry for your loss. :( I felt this was something I could just slip into as a reader like one of those movies that starts off with a narrator. (love those kind of movies) and I was taken by the vivid and unique sort of phrasing as well as the smooth flow of it. This poem's got bite to it as well and it was easy to feel the love and loss which in itself is a beautiful thing. Sharp writing but more importantly, a wonderful tribute too.
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]
  This is a beautiful tribute, just knowing someone like this is a blessing. These lines really stood out for me..

You were my sister, my friend,
an asylum of white light
on the dark streets of hell
which we lived in.

The use of asylum is unexpected and it works, I like that kind of inventive spirit. My guess is that much of Christina's rebel soul rubbed off as she was with you. A great tribute to a special lady, thanks for sharing.
peace and love,
nansofast
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
  you have my deepest sympathy. Your write show she was your "sister". Your solace is in your poetry. I'm glad you found a way of expressing your loss through writing. Yes, it is hard when we lose someone so dear. We find a way to cherish their memory. Keep them in our heart. This you have done. This is a very good dedication piece. Take care, wanda
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by bigfineq | [ Reply to This ]
  My heartfelt sympathies to you and your family. I hope that you find some release in writing about your sister, as I have, in dealing with the loss of two sons this summer. (one was also 18 years old, and died in a car crash) I am hoping that the baby is okay, but if not, you can at least find solace in knowing that all babes are angels in their pure innocence. Your sister, I'm sure, would applaud this memorial for her - it is written with such love and emotion, that it is sure to bring readers to their knees in grief...luv cher
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by Inducted_Kitty | [ Reply to This ]
  my sympathies. i can't really imagine what you and your family must've gone through. you're lucky to have the capacity of breathing life into her memory through poetry. she almost felt real even to me, who has never met her. this is a very tender, epithet like rememberance piece.
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by infernal_rose | [ Reply to This ]


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