A Gift

Indifferent, that’s me, just the way I like it Normal, boring…dig deep and be surprised on what you find I did, a long time ago, I was ten and she became a soul An Angel to me before the terrible tragedy Ten yrs old, was I…you couldn’t even see my eyes On my knees hunched over on the bed I cried Replaying our moments together and asking why She was the best but now she’s laid to rest… This wasn’t a joke, not even a test…I failed and still dwell Titi I love you, You are one of the few I wrote a poem for and never knew You brought it out of me, so do I thank you? Maybe, but it hurts and I’m still in pain Till this day I never wanted you to go away Remember Coney Island, remember the water jug You woke me up at night and said let’s go have some fun! I knew it would be great, and as soon as I got out the boat ride We walked the streets thru the Bronx and we were done..nite nite So you see uniqueness is the key, normal living without a dream Spontaneous that was she, God I still miss you; I still hear you breathe