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MOMMY

October 4, 2013
By kierra strickland BRONZE, Oak Park, Michigan
kierra strickland BRONZE, Oak Park, Michigan
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Lay Me Down.


My Soul to Keep.


I Pray that God,


Will Give her Back to Me.



She’s Beautiful,


As the Night Sky.


Her Smile,


Glows through the Night.





I see her Every day.


She’s everywhere.


Probably,
Right Next to Me.

I miss her.
She was my SHERO.
She did nothing wrong,
So why am I here and she’s GONE.

When I look back,
All I see is our house.
Glowing in darkness,
Like the color of a GHOST.

We were a family.
Eating at the dinner table.
Enjoying each other’s company.








What held us together
GIVEN US HOPE
LOVE AND PEACE
HAPPINESS

Can never return
No matter
How much I pray.
I can NEVER get
BACK THOSE DAYS.

Word’s are hear
To explain .
Me
And my pain.

Only so much
Replace
what I can’t
Dare to say.

I want all
My feelings,
Of sorrow and pain.
To spare
My heart and mind.

Grimm Reaper,

a bounty hunter.
Who likes,
Watching me suffer.


The author's comments:
My mother's death inspired me to write this. my feelings and emotions is all in this one poem.

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