"girts" poems
MY UNCLE
You werent related by blood
But related by love
You made me laugh
But now youre making me cry
You left your life
Hanging on that rope last night
Im holding back these tears
Not wanting to get red blotchy patches
I dont want my sisters to see
because they dont like you very much
Because of some of the silly things you have done
Shut in my room
Thinking about the times
WE would be play fighting
You would pin me to the ground
Tickle me until I was in pain from laughing so much
i rememeber
When it was hot
The sun shining bright
You would get smart at me
And I would be smart back
You would pick me up
And throw me in the pool
I would try splash you
But fail
the time it was the night before christmas
And you came home from shopping late for your children
And got me to help wrap the girts
We woke
Not expecting anything form you
But you got us gorgeous earrings
I know it was little
But it meant alot
And IM holding back
Not letting these water warks
Fall from my eyes
Uncle
I miss you
And I know youve done bad
BUt youve done good too
Protected my mum
Had everyones bacl
Helped others out
Raised to little boys
But they now have to live with their mother
She wont look after them
Not the best home
But its their mother
But uncle
I love you
No matter what
I hope your having fun now
Happy
Watching your boys
Watching everyone
We love you
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 12:52 AM UTC
Panic and manic sadness are two married troubles
The pair loves each other and hates to be apart
Because they love each other so much
Their home, once a shell, is now shattered
Because they love each other so much,
Their home is unworthy of them
A vessel, grotesque and unshapely
Yet with innards pure and pearly
The lovers stay to themselves
After all, the world that girts them is unsightly
Full of sadness, evil
and the scariest shadow in the inverted box
Love of another
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC