'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda
Saturday, August 23, 2008
I had an angel
I Had an Angel
Beautiful lady was an angel of mine though she
Shined like the sun on everyone around
Can never be compared to nothing
She was my shining star
She wasn’t perfect but she was the best thing ever
She didn’t last forever
Vanished like smoke
Cant remember her voice
Her face getting a little blurry
Very little pictures to remind me of the memories
Changed my world
My inspiration
She was my angel on earth
Had little time with her
Time, if only I could go back
I would hold her tight and never let go
I had an angel but she no longer stand by my side
She watches me from above
I smile knowing she watching me
Though at times I wish she was here
To wipe the tears from my eyes
Momma she was my angel
Now I shed happy tears knowing I had an angel
Like her in my life
Momma you will always be remembered
Love always, The little girl wishes you were here
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