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

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