Alex

Thu, 12/29/2016 - 17:15 -- RAstal

If I could have one hour

again with you,

I would ask how Heaven was,

if that was what they called it. 

I would ask if you were sad,

or scared or mad when you left.

I would tell you that we missed you, 

and that, wherever you were,

you would always have a space

in our minds and hearts. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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