the LOST ones


I Barely Got To See Her (poem)

I barely got to see her before she died.
I barely got to see her even when she cried.
I watched her sleep, in my arms.
She was my niece, my little lucky charm.
I would get excited to see her little face.
To know that one day she would move at my pace.
I would hold her hand while we're in the store.
I would kill one day to hold it once more.
She is gone I understand that.
But I wish I can hear her little feet on the floor go tat tat.
A little super girl that would climb high.
A little cookie monster that said good bye.
I love her with all my heart.
A tear would fall for every drop of water that filled her lungs.
I sang and sang before the final bell rung.
9:30 came pop picked me up.
When I asked how she was it was a mistake.
My heart ached and ached.
When I heard the news tears drowned my voice.
For now I could not speak, fore I was hurt.
In my heart in my soul.
Good bye my little Aaliyah.
I'll see you once more.
February 6, 2007 - June 30, 2008
Rest in Peace Aaliyah Lynn Mecherle

May 17, 2012

By Narada Berry

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