Sometimes There Are No Answers

I look to the heavens,

searching for an answer.

why things happen the way they do.

What purpose is a little girl of eight

to lose her mother.

She sat their holding her mothers hand,

tears streaming down her tiny face,

too young to understand,

No she won't wake up,

She has gone to heaven to be with Grandma.

The little girl in the last few days

has moved in with her Aunt,

changed schools, said goodbye to friends,

changed cities.

I look to the heavens

searching for an answer

I wonder why I feel angry.

I know Anette is smiling down at her daughter

and her sister. She was all about heaven and Faith.

She had come through brain surgery

with flying colors almost a month ago,

had a severe headache and died 3 days ago.

I look to the heavens

and pray for understanding.

I pray for this little girl that she will continue to be

a child.

,,,,,

Anette,

I never ever knew you,

except through your sister and mine,

I feel the loss,

and am so saddened that you were taken

from Kayanna so early.

I will remember our communication on facebook.

When I look to the heavens

I will smile and remember you and your Mom,

for Shannon's love for you both

is so strong,

that you will never be forgotten.