The sound of your laugh.
The way you smiled.
You brought joy to us.
Your laughter was music to our ears.
And to think, that was such a long time ago.
I miss playing with you.
How we'd fight with nerf guns and light sabers.
But now we don't see each other.
You were a little child when I last saw you.
Just a little child.
YOU ARE READING
Collection Of My Thoughts
PoesíaA collection of my thoughts in the form of poetry. {!!}BEWARE There are depressing poems in this "book". If you are easily depressed/triggered by any of the content (whether it is a depressing poem or not) please read with caution.
