Joshie

(I do not care if you rate this poem a 1.0, it does not matter if this poem is the worst poem I could possibly write. All that matters is that this poem is from the heart.)

Oh, Joshie, I miss you so much.
You were the one with the golden touch.
Josh, you are the only one that can make me glad,
Even though I read all about the fights with your dad.

I would look at your pictures and smile ear to ear.
But sadly, I know that your voice I will never hear.
I hate that you moved to Virginia; father away.
But you are with Lisa now, and together you will stay.

Remember when I told you that you can tour with my band?
Maybe Eyeliner Love and The Grievances will be together; hand in hand.
I love you, Joshie.
Remember that, my pretty emo boy.
Yes, Joshie, you are pretty. This is no time to be coy.

(Dedicated to Joshie. I love you so much. You’ll always be my pretty emo boy and my husband in our crazy four-way Internet marriage. I LOVE YOU!)