Memories

• Tahnee Lucas, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2010

I miss the days when I was a kid
Nothing to wear except for a bib
I miss when u smiled at me
Ur mouth was sweeter then honeys bees

I miss when u tlk to me
How that voice gave me new memmories
One thing I don't miss is how I looked u in the eyes
And said ur good byes

I cried and I cried for many days nite
Hoping one day that u will bring me life
Except u disapear out of my reach out of my sight
Ur words hurt lyk my skin getting cut by a knife

Now I lie here deads as a nial
My face lifeless and pale
Ur words hurt me l and left me in this state
Now u hang on my fishing line as bait

As soon I cut my line
U will be dead and everything will be fine
We will together fover untill the end of tyn