You're gone. I walk past your room
Every day,
Every night.
It's empty, and dull,
Without you. Now your gone.
The house was always bright
With you around,
Your brilliant smile
As bright as the sun.
But,
Now you're gone.
You always made me feel specialties I was important to the world.
You made cookies
And cards,
And ate meals
With me. I loved you so much,
But,
Now you're gone.

YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoesíaThese are all of the poems I have written for the past few weeks starting on Monday February 9(?) And I'm proud of them so don't dis them please.