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Missing You


Missing you, missing you

My heart says again.

I only met you twice

and soon it came to an end.

 

I never met you once.

Okay maybe four times.

I went to visit you in the ground,

I was not yet 5 years old.

 

They say you both would have loved me,

especially you.

But a knife came down 

that severed me from you.

 

I've seen pictures,

time and time again.

How cute you two were.

I hope I find happiness like that.

 

I just wish you were here...

To teach me things like that.

The time I met you,

You called me Kistle.

 

I'll never forget,

That the hug you gave me,

you would soon forget.

 

You fought for our country in WWII

Oh how I wish I could've known

a war hero like you.

 

A Purple Heart,

the greatest honor,

A great way to make a son,

proud of his father.

 

They say I'm just like you,

When it comes to my habits.

How you say you don't want something,

but when it's offered, you'll have it.

 

I still have the teddy bear.

It's up in my room.

I hold it real tight 

when I want to be close to you.

 

Day after day,

I live with the pain.

They took you from me

before it was time.

 

I wish I could have had the chance, 

to see you one last time 

before you left...

I moved now, I can't even visit.

 

They took me away,

to this horrible state.

I just want to visit

and place a single white rose

on each of your graves..

 

 

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Just a simple girl from jersey who enjoys both culinary arts and poetry who hopes to publish a poetry book one day(: follow me on twitter @khrystle52 leave me feedback on my poems(: and feel free to contact me if I made spelling/grammar mistakes(:

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