This Poem Is To My Brother R.I.P. 3/11/04
How Long Can I Stay Strong.
You Where Sitting There.
Playing With Her Hair.
The Baby Was Sleeping
You Started Weeping.
You Asked Her Mom See If You She Can Stay Tonight.
She Said No That Wont Be Right.
You Started To Cry.
Then You Died.
You Have A Baby Now.
The Lady Is Thinking How?
I Miss You.
I Ask Myself Is It True?
I Keep Telling Myself You'll Come Back.
I Look At Newspaper There Is You Name In That Stack.
I Started To Frown.
I Threw The Newspapers Down.
I Couldn't Feel.
Was It Real?
Love Your Little Sister,
Brooke Michelle
Poetry by Brooke Michelle
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Written on 2006-12-22 at 00:47
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David
David Your Gone?How Long Can I Stay Strong.
You Where Sitting There.
Playing With Her Hair.
The Baby Was Sleeping
You Started Weeping.
You Asked Her Mom See If You She Can Stay Tonight.
She Said No That Wont Be Right.
You Started To Cry.
Then You Died.
You Have A Baby Now.
The Lady Is Thinking How?
I Miss You.
I Ask Myself Is It True?
I Keep Telling Myself You'll Come Back.
I Look At Newspaper There Is You Name In That Stack.
I Started To Frown.
I Threw The Newspapers Down.
I Couldn't Feel.
Was It Real?
Love Your Little Sister,
Brooke Michelle
Poetry by Brooke Michelle
Read 588 times
Written on 2006-12-22 at 00:47
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