This special poem was spoken by Christie’s sister, Stacie Wilson at Christie’s Memorial Service.

Precious Sister

Sometimes I still hear the sound of your voice.
I wish you were still here with me, but you had no choice.
I know an Angel held you as your body said goodbye.
But that doesn’t stop my heart from breaking.....
........“I miss you and I cry”.
No one can believe that you are really gone,
Our hearts are broken and our spirits moan.
“She was too young”, I’ve heard people say,
“Why did she, have to die this way?”
I try not to be angry and I pray,
Asking God to be with us, as we face each day.
I always try to give Mom & Dad an extra kiss,
To make up for their youngest daughter, they will always miss.
I understand everyone's emptiness and their sorrow too,
Because, “My precious sister..... we all miss you“.
I know you are happy in Heaven above,
Surrounded by the Angels and all their love.
But today on earth, my heart still grieves,
Because you are no longer here, to talk with me”.
I will look toward Heaven, for I know I will see
A Star that will suddenly glow big and bright,
It will be you, smiling and watching over me.