Not so long ago I inherited some things from my parents. Tucked away in what was obviously a special box my mother kept, I found several untitled poems in my now deceased sister’s, Cindy James, handwriting (there is no reference to the author of the poems—had Cindy created them?) Here is one of the poems:

It is sad to walk the road alone
Instead of side by side
But to all there comes a moment
When the ways of life divide.
You gave me years of happiness
Then came sorrow and tears
But you left me beautiful memories
I will treasure throughout the years.

I dedicate the above poem to Kobe…thanks for being a great friend!

Melanie Hack
Author of Who Killed My Sister, My friend
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