Lullaby
your eyes
they light up the darkest nights
so please just carry me one more night
a life without you would shake me with fright
right
you were right
I was going to grow up and leave...
Leaves fall down late November
another year of me, all these problems I cant heave
you are gone now, without me
Mom
i hope i still remember
your curly gray hair
the last weeks of September
Your smile telling me it was alright
and that pain will last only for a lil while
Mom
the love you had for me
is what keeps me together
This poem is about:
Me
Our world