A Gift
Indifferent, that’s me, just the way I like it
Normal, boring…dig deep and be surprised on what you find
I did, a long time ago, I was ten and she became a soul
An Angel to me before the terrible tragedy
Ten yrs old, was I…you couldn’t even see my eyes
On my knees hunched over on the bed I cried
Replaying our moments together and asking why
She was the best but now she’s laid to rest…
This wasn’t a joke, not even a test…I failed and still dwell
Titi I love you, You are one of the few
I wrote a poem for and never knew
You brought it out of me, so do I thank you?
Maybe, but it hurts and I’m still in pain
Till this day I never wanted you to go away
Remember Coney Island, remember the water jug
You woke me up at night and said let’s go have some fun!
I knew it would be great, and as soon as I got out the boat ride
We walked the streets thru the Bronx and we were done..nite nite
So you see uniqueness is the key, normal living without a dream
Spontaneous that was she, God I still miss you; I still hear you breathe