She

She dreams of the Heavens and the Stars.

She wakes up with her mental scars.

 

She gets out of her empty bed

She feels an ache in her head,

 

She closes her eyes

She can't hold back the tears, no matter how hard she tries.

 

She looks into the mirror

She only sees the fear.

 

She looks down to the floor

She can't take this no more.

 

She is remembering the past

She is bawling over when I passed.

 

She hears the gun shots

She runs towards me so we won't get caught.

 

She looks down and feels the warm blood

She cries out as the tears start to flood.

 

She realizes I am lifeless.

She wants the time back as it was costless

 

She wishes that she was caught in the crossfire

She wishes my life would never expire.

 

She doesn't know I'm looking down gazing.

She needs to know that I am praising.

 

She is the true definition of Gorgeous

She needs to let me go like on my school bus.

 

She has the Pettiest Eyes.

She needs to learn to say goodbye

 

She has the Brightest Smile

She needs to clean this wine pile

 

She has the Undeniable Attitude

She needs to stop this guilt feud. 

 

She has the Love of God in her

She has to stop this midlife blur

 

She will read my note that an Angel put on the counter

She needs to know I am in Heaven and that I found her.

 

She has always been in my Heart

She will now know that this is the Start.

 

She may not be Perfect.

She always did protect.

 

She is Flawless 

She is cautious

 

She is Calm.

She is my Mom.

 

 

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