I wear your name on my back everyday...
Hearing your name puts me to shame...
I can't get over my loss.. your death...
I wonder why God didn't take someone else in your place...
I can't dwell on your death, I must move on....
And paise God for taking you out of the misery you were in..
It hurts to lose a real mom... I'm useless without a mom..
I'm the soda and you're the can...
But at least I can say one thing,
That I'm glad you came in my life and raised a man...
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
I wear your name on my back everyday...
Hearing your name puts me to shame...
I can't get over my loss.. your death...
I wonder why God didn't take someone else in your place...
I can't dwell on your death, I must move on....
And paise God for taking you out of the misery you were in..
It hurts to lose a real mom... I'm useless without a mom..
I'm the soda and you're the can...
But at least I can say one thing,
That I'm glad you came in my life and raised a man...
Goodbye Auntie
