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.