We may share a strand of DNA
But you're not really my dad...
As teenagers we don't realize or completely...
the nearness of our mother's reaching, helping...
I promised myself
I wouldn't cry anymore...
People say i miss you
but they don't know what that means...
It seems like everything i do
everything i say...
I feel so close to you
but your not really here...
Her eyes appear to us, melted chocolate eyes.
Lighter telling us she can't see...
One night in my life changed my world.
One night, I saw my Mum...
Her favorite color is red
she wears it almost everyday...
Shes lovable,sweet
annoying at times...
Morning, afternoon, and evening
Every hour of the day...
A bandage,a hug,a kiss here and their
Which this all shows how much you care...