To my Aunt...
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I reckon I miss you
and I probably always will.
This is so hard to get over
like swallowing a bitter pill.
I reckon I shouldn't be crying,
because this is not how you'd want it to be.
Knowing you're in your internal home,
now singing with glee.
I reckon you're looking down on us,
probably proud of us all.
You always told me how God would hold me
and never let me fall.
I reckon I have to get threw this,
I must try to be strong.
On the outside you can't tell it
but on the inside something is very wrong.
I reckon I'll be sad for awhile
but soon I'll realize I'll see you one day up there.
Don't think I stopped missing you,
don't think I don't care.
We've had so many good times
tons of laughs as well,
the memories are all coming back to me now.
Auntie I hope you know
you will be missed a lot.
You were loved by so many,
You will never be forgotten.
