This for Jenny M. R.I.P. Ill miss you...
I cried every night wondering
when she'd come back
but when my sister looked
at her she blankly looked back
my sisters hand rose
and she breathed for a second
holding in her tears
because she was expecting
a child, a girl
Our good friend was gone
and we'd miss her so much
her smile, her face, and her touch
but I knew we would get through the sadness
because we're stronger than this-
all of it
the pain and the sorrow
the idea of not seeing her tomorrow
hurt and stung
but,
what could be done...
Well that was my poem I hope you liked it... Maybe Jenny did too... where ever she is....
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Poems by Yasmin
PoésieWell this is a bunch of poems I wrote that express who I am and what I feel. (And quotes I like too.) If it sucks too bad don't read it and if you like it thanks so much :) I also describe what it's like to be me... a weird, overweight, teen girl...
