With my eyes closed
My thoughts continue to flow.
For I will never forget you
But my memory of you is running slow.
Sure I can remember
The color of your hair
but what if it all slips away
For that I am unprepared.
Isn't it enough
That you are no longer here with me
God has taken you to heaven
But why does he need my memory?
I cannot remember
The scent of perfume on your skin.
I can't remember your angry expressions
Or even your silly grin.
The Lord now has you
But he needs so much more.
I sit and I wonder
What is he doing this for?
I wish you were here
To hug me reassuringly when I cried
Or to giggle over night with me
Best friends, side by side.
But no words can I hear
And little picture can I see
For my mind is fogging
Where your memory used to be.
It's like losing you all over again
To not remember you now
And my depression
Is slipping further and further down.
Nichole wrote this for her best friend, Amanda. They went to middle school together and were in many of the same classes together their freshman year.
They were looking to the future and all ready planning on what colleges they would like to apply to.
One night Amanda went to bed and never woke up. To say Nichole was devastated is a gross understatement.
Amanda's family had no life insurance on her. I think a lot of parents don't have life insurance on their children, they are not suppose to go before us. Unfortunately they do.
Nichole with the help of some of their friends organized a huge fund raiser at the high school in honor of Amanda, and to help her family.
I know that Nichole and Amanda are once again together in heaven.
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Words a Mother Never Heard (Wattys2016)
PoetryA young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman c...
