my hearts cry
i've been through every feeling even the one that no one wants me
ive had every nightmare some still haunt me
i have sad poetry that still taunt me
but i gotta say this is gonna be a hard one talking about my aunty
i miss her with a passion she was a very special one
i still wake up in the middle of the night crying because your gone
everyones still taking it hard especially your oldest son
you told me to fight for whats right but fight with my mind never a gun
that day seemed perfect i will never forget it
playing basketball in the street and all my shots were persistant
my youngest cousin yelling screaming my name and i answer what is it
its aunty she died today my heart stopped for amounts of minutes
you were my favorite i love you with my heart
you told me to stick to everything finish everything i start
you loved to teach us you were very smart
i really cant believe were apart
at your wait i cried for days
at your funeral i didnt know what to say
i remember every thing even that georgia was you favorite state
and that you said if love was in your heart theres no room for hate
i remember your last hug to me
for some reson you said stay smart and hold your own on your two feet
you told me everyone was there own person god doesnt make repeats that if you keep god first you will lay in a soft bed never on concrete
you were a blessing to this world
you were the most expensive diamond and pearl
you always told me god was the key that was your moral
and taught me without god not even the best ballet dance could twirl
see you taught me everything from tying my shoe to treating a women
you taught me the meaning of person and how to enjoy whats comin
i remember your favorite saying if you cant sing just enjoy hummin
and how when i left that night my heart was drummin
aunty i love you and miss you so much
this poem a soft spot it touched
i dont care if people dont like it i wouldnt even be crushed
i miss your loud voice i cant stand to hear you hushed
i remember when you took care of me when i was sick at age 11
and when you helped me learn to be a better reader at seven
aunty you were my everything another mother,aunt teacher and reverend
im going to see you soon enough just do me a last favor keep my bed warm in heaven
-gods son
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