Even though you're gone,
still you show yourself in colors.
The sister you had still exists,
and I'm convinced you gave her
the life you left behind.
I saw you in her purple hammock,
your brother was much younger,
but somehow he died before her,
his heart was diseased,
yet his mind was at ease.
Now she's nearly 90,
deaf, and daring
she shows herself in colors
and when she's gone,
it's those colors that will keep her alive.
