I always thought that I'd know how it would feel, until it happened.
I knew that it would happen, but not now, not like this.
You had your demons, spawning out of every direction imaginable, malicious smiles on their faces,
but they were no match for your angels, your residual essense lingering on every feather, every golden hair.
We had troubles, but I could always count on you to pick me up and dust me off when I fell down [which was a lot]
It felt like sixteen years flew by and it wasn't enough.
Many have said that I am luckier than most people in this world
and I am
because
I had you
[and still do]
A contest entry
- Death and the Light at the End by Oleander.
1000 points, ended December 14, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Give Me Something Sad by LittleDecoy.
900 points, ended August 31, 2008, 85 entries
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Comments
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You already know how hard this made me cry at the funeral..
Ilove you.
Hang tight
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Thanks for entering a poem of hope. Your poem really reflects the depth of your love. I could tell when I started reading that it was a deeply personal poem. *hugs*
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