Golden

November 11, 2017
By andym99 BRONZE, Methuen, Massachusetts
andym99 BRONZE, Methuen, Massachusetts
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your hand is always over my heart

protecting it from the harsh

world

you guide me

your touch is golden

i love you

you are gone now

but i carry you with me

in the cross around my neck

i love you

i will see you  

someday we will be golden together

sitting   under   the   sun

telling each other stories

dreamt up by our inner children

i love you


The author's comments:

This poem is something I wrote down one night immediately before I fell asleep. It is the first poem I've ever written. It is about the relationship between my uncle who passed away this summer and I.


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