The people who laugh
The ones who smile
The youth who make
Living worth while
God takes the best
He wants them with him
He shelters eternal rest
In his castle opposite dim
To define dreams
Was the birth of his castle
Radiant beams
Death was no hassle
He takes them at ages
Unfair to another
But if any older
A mother or father
Older siblings are prime
They practically raised us
The reason why
It's hopeless without them
Those happy people
They built the sun
Woven flames
Rays of warmth touch our face
However without them
The clouds and rain
A design, our sad fate
We lost all our dreams
The tears our new make up
We lost all our joy
The vacuum of depression take them
However
God takes the best
There is no need to blame
For if we couldn't be happy without them
He must feel the same
The people who lived
To make your hearts warmer
The ones who sacrificed
To make our countries better
We love them all dearly
We hate to see them go
But they deserve the freedom
Heaven can show
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A Group of Nonsense
PoetryYou know when you feel like you just want to organize? Well I decided to do just that! Besides the one's that are important and need to stand on there own, I'm putting most of my already published poems into this one. Sadly, all the lovely comments...
