Sense Sonnet - Acher

I'll Miss Dee

I'm 5 years old, and I am blind.
My sister, Dee, was my best friend.
We'd walk together with me behind,
Holding on to her pocket end.
We were walking the other day,
Along the sidewalk to the store.
Sounds of popping came our way.
Dee wasn't standing anymore,
I felt her lying on the ground.
Something sticky was on my hand.
Dee wasn't making any sound.
I yelled for help. People came, and -

A bullet killed my sister, Dee.
I'm glad I did not have to see.