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Jun 2017
When i was little
I looked up to you.
Sometimes i wonder how you were.
How could one person be so filled with good.
I always said i wanted to be like you.
Not the sarcastic way.
The sincere way.

You taught me how to pray, how to fear God.
How to be a better human, to be nice.
To cook ,clean and make a healthy home.
How to live with people.
How to thrive.

All my life I never saw you angry or conniving.
I can say I've met a person so perfect.
You were so nice to me.
I worry i'm not living up to you.
How did you do it.
Being so perfect.

When the world said I was not good.
You didn't believe them, you had hope instead.
You believed in me too much
I decided to be that person you thought i was.
I loved you. I love you still.
Sometimes I think its forever.

They say people move on.
But how can I move on from you.
I try to be like you.
Sometimes I think I'm making progress.
Sometimes I think i'm failing.
You are proof that people can be good.
People can be perfect.

Years have gone by.
I still look for your face in a crowd.
I want to remember your voice.
I want to remember you forever.
I love you still...
But slowly by slowly....
I'm afraid I forget you.
In memory of  Anna Kasango.
Brenda Mukisa
Written by
Brenda Mukisa  from Uganda
(from Uganda)   
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