Sweet star of my life
Angel of my heart
How beautiful you were
Treasure of my memories
Beloved of my soul
Still How dear you are
Felled by beasts of iron and steel
Callous and unfeeling
Caught by the pavement
So cold and unforgiving
Was it freely and knowingly
That you stepped into deaths path
Or was it merely accidentally
You were struck by misfortunes wrath
We were robbed of you too soon
My sister who loved you like a brother
My mother loved as she would a son
And I like I've loved no other
My brother prayed for your return
And waited in hopes you'd wake
My father, to this day Still punishes
Himself for his fatal mistake
Had we not have let you go,
Had we kept you within sight
Would you be sat next to us
Still well and whole tonight
I lay awake with thoughts of your eyes
So wild and wonderful, gazing wide
My hands become painfully aware
That they'll never again comb your hair
Your lips will never again smile
Your hands will never feel warm in mine
I'll never feel the safety and comfort
Of you laying beside me at night
I'll never feel your kisses wake me
But the thought of you still takes me
Back to days joyful and lazy
That have yet to become hazy
You smelled of warmth like a golden sun
Your eyes Shone bright like little ones
I hope your up there in the stars
Even if it's painfully far
If you're up there where its cold
Knowing that you won't grow old
Your memories still shine like gold
And name is printed in bright bold
Letters on our mind and soul
Dark and rich like blackened khol
You take our love to your grave
But we keep what moments we stole.
Even after you met your fateful end
To you our kisses we still send
Rest well, darling, our Sweetest friend,
Pray someday We'll meet again.
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painted poet
PoésieWhat memories give me grief or gratitude, Tempts my firey attitude, comes to my mind In the wee hours of night Or of the mornings first blinking light, The second edition to my collection of fragments, pulled together like bits of stained glass, ...
