July 11
As I sit here lost with words to say.
On your death certificate today is the date God took you away.
16 years has went by so fast.
Just to think I was only 17 when you passed.
I know your looking down seeing me go through hell.
But I know your proud, because I'm not stuck there. This will be a another testimony to tell.
People always say your just like Phoebe you do exactly what she'd do.
In all I do when people see me I'm privileged for them people to see you,
You were the first person I ever told I wanted to about my story.
Your words always linger do it ... You've been through enough. Now your absence is a major part yet through it all "to God be the glory"
This is me paying homage to one of the best parts of me.
In my dreams your beautiful face I always see.
Continue to rest my all time bestfriend in loving memory of my mommy Phoebe.
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Poetic Tiffany Poet
Poetic Tiffany Poet
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