Missing You
I wonder what you were like.
My father's father, cast away from the light.
I never met you like I wish I have
You never heard me talk or seen me walk
We never had a chance to sit together and laugh.
The more I want to know about you the less reluctant people seem
I wish i had the chance to even know you
See the way you made the family gleam
It's hard to write someone you know will never write back
But the more I think about who you were
I can understand the essence that everyone was missing back
This poem is about:
My family