Standing Over Your Grave

Im standing here over your grave thinking
about all the great times we had.
First grade barbie dolls, sixth grade jokes
I feel a tear run down my face,and it lands on your grave stone
I never wanted you to leave.You were the only best friend I had.
I never even got a last hug from you.
As I fall to the ground I slide my hand over your name on the cold
Gray stone as snow falls on it.
My life wont be the same as I look in the sky and talk to you
Like I do every night.
I still cant believe your gone.Your in better hands.
Your flying with the angles.
I feel that you are near me.
I wish I could see and speak to you once more.
A butterfly lands on the rose that sits on your grave.
My best friend is gone...
Forever





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ShernayB. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 11, 2010 at 12:56 am
Its beautiful. Keep writing. Please check out my work. Ratings are GREATLY appreciated. Thanks!
 
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