"gabbi" poems
We first met at the fair...
Our eyes locked, we were the perfect pair
Ariel, the mumbling movement of your lips
Drew me, gently, to your side.
My adoration I could not hide,
You made my heart do flips.
Until that sad, sad-sorry day
On the water's edge you lay,
So peaceful, and so frail-
I picked up all the shattered glass
Who knew our story would so soon pass?
A tragic end, to our sweet tale
Watching you float away with the tide,
My beautiful goldfish, had sadly died
They say there's so many fish in the sea
But you're the only one for me
October 5, 2012 with Sarah, Gabbi, Madeline in Introduction to Literary Analysis
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 8:02 PM UTC
17 years-
I can still picture it-
Your love for your kids-
How you always made sure-
There was a good standard to live-
You never varied from what you had to do-
Worked like a man-
To help everyone else’s dreams come true-
I know it wasn’t easy-
Probably more hard than not-
But you always made sure that they had a lot-
And now they have grown and I know they think about you each day-
Sad day, not really sure what I can say-
Except for I love you and I miss you more than you know-
17 years you have been gone but your memory melts the snow-
Say hello to them up there for me-
As here on earth we will continue the family tree-
Gabbi-my uncle-my dad’s best friend-
The father of my cousins-
Simply a man-
I miss you-I hope heaven is treating you well-
I know one day I will see you , up high above the clouds-
Where smiles rain free and pain is no longer allowed-
This family misses you, today is darker than most-
Tonight I pour a glass and to you I toast-
I love you!
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 2:27 PM UTC
My sweet baby. I prayed for you.
From the moment I could write I always wanted a girl.
The letters I would write started with;
Dear Gabby,
It’s Oct 15 and im peeing on a stick. It’s really as a joke but the longer the clock ticks to the end of the three minutes the thicker the second line gets.
Dear Gabby,
My beautiful baby girl. I found out your gender today. It’s what I’ve always prayed for. A mini me. I know it’s early but I’ve already picked out your middle name. Grace.
Dear Gabbi,
I’ve decided to spell your name gabbi. It means God is my strength in Hebrew. I’ve had so much morning sickness lately and all I want is hot Cheetos and sprite! I can’t wait to meet you baby.
Dear Gabbi,
I’ve always wanted you for so long but baby how can I protect you from him if I can’t even protect myself.
Dear gabbi,
Don’t worry sweetie mommy will figure it out. I’ve been taking pictures because I swear my stomach is already showing. My dad (your grandfather) is going to help us out.
Gabbi,
It’s Dec 21 and I’ve felt my first flutter kicks in the car. It’s almost as if you knew. I am so sorry baby. Mommy just couldn’t bring you into a world where evil was tied to you. I hate myself more than anything.
To my daughter I never knew,
It’s been a year since I found out I was going to be a mom. A year of mourning what could’ve been. Life has been lonely ever since you left and I dream of your face everyday. The evil is gone but he took part of my soul and you along with him. My sweet baby. The one I prayed for.
To my daughter I never knew.
Oct 11, 2023
Oct 11, 2023 at 1:55 AM UTC