All for my Angel

"No one loves you the way I love you", momma often said.

I came out running 

landing on my hands and feet.

M Y R A C L E

Myracle - what does that mean?

On February 27, 2009

my worls changed

selfishly thinking about how my life

would be witout her.

Hurt,

lonely,

angry,

and demolished,

I felt every afflicted emotions I thought of.

Suddenly, I reflected back to when I was eleven,

holding her soft like velvet hands,

hearing the rhythmic gasp of the machine 

pumping oxygen into her lungs,

and trying to tell her something that 

she can remember when she leaves.

That lost made me stronger,

strong enough to accept the pain

day after day I wake. 

Awakening to have determination. 

Awakening to continue blossoming

into the social butterfly that I am.

More importantly,

Awakening to the life that 

my mother gave me to cherish.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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