My angel

• Brooke Taylor, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2004

Here i sit and wonder why,
Trying to hold in my sorrow with a sye,
No longer i can and begin to cry,
And ask god why wouldn't let me say goodbye,
Why did you let my angel die.
Here i sit and crave for your touch,
If only you knew how i miss you oh so much,
Theirs many things i want to tell you that are in my mind,
But theirs a couple of words i can find,
Grandma i love you.
Soon you will be in my sight,
When we reunit,In heaven we will be,
Our family,you and me.