Claudia's Dedication

Short Stories and Poetry

Claudia's Dedication

March 6, 1955 - February 1, 2005

She's An Angel

She came to me in the middle of the day,

A gentle breeze carrying her slowly away.

I felt a sense of peace fill my heart,

The time had come for her to depart.

Now she's an angel dancing merrily,

Without a sound and so carefree.

I wish I could see her new golden glow,

She's earned her wings, this I know.

Her days on earth were far too few,

I'm left wondering what I should do,

She listened when I needed an ear,

Taught me that life was nothing to fear.

Now she's an angel trying her wings,

As beating hearts around her sing.

She'll be there to welcome me someday,

Together we'll laugh as we run and play.

She touched many lives with her love,

Now she looks over us from up above.

Just listen to hear the sound of her voice,

If I could pick an angel, she'd be my choice.

Now she's an angel roaming streets of gold,

Making sure stories aren't left untold.

I promised her that I'd never say good-bye,

So I'll smile today and try hard not to cry.

She was more than a friend to me,

She was what any good sister should be.

Her hopes and dreams still glitter like gold,

She's dancing now where she'll never grow old.

With Love,

Dedicated to Claudia Arevalo Lowe,

My friend and my sister by choice.

©Feb 1, 2005

Claudia on her wedding day.

Richard, Al & Claudia

A Letter From Claudia to Me

I think you should know what it means to me that you are the

woman of the year. When I was in the hospital and was not

able to move, speak, scream or make people know that even

though the body was dying I was there listening to everything

it was been said and done to the body, there was always one

particular spot in my room that caught my attention. On top of

a table, I could see a beautiful pink vase filled with pink silk

flowers and several balloons, every time I fell lost I would look

at it and remember that Richard came into the room one night

and told me that the vase and the flowers were a gift from my

sisters at WWAUS, and he would come every night to tell me

that Dianna had called to see how I was doing. Richard tells

me that I was hell on wheels during that time (tell me something

new) but every time he mentioned your name I would calm

down, I would smile and would stay still. Every time I was

restless and there was someone with me in the room, they had

orders to tell me that Dianna had called asking how I was doing

and when was I coming home because she missed me and I

would become a good "little girl" who did not eat her restrains,

and would not give them hell, so in my book, Dianna, you are

more than the lady of the year, in my book you are one of the

reasons why I am still alive, that does not include all the other

incredible things you have done for me and you have thought

me. You are more than my sister and my friend, you are

my guardian angel, and always will be.

I love you more than you will ever know.

Music is "Keeper Of The Stars"

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