A short little poem of mine…

I sit at my window

Staring at the rain

Not know what

Just might be in pain

I hear a knock at my door

I know it is you

I swing it open a little

But it can’t be true

I swing it open wider

It isn’t your smiling face

Tears start to bubble up

I know about this taste

I swing it open even wider

It’s your mom and dad

They have to tell me something

Something really sad

You left the world

You left the world today

You fell into a deep sleep

That’s all they had to say

I miss you more then ever

I have nobody else

Why did you have to go?

Why didn’t he pick someone else?

But then I just remembered

That it was your time to go

I have to get used to

Going with the flow

Just remember,

I remember

You’re still here.

The End