by cms.kayla-daniels
Published on: Feb 26, 2008
Topic:
Type: Poetry

When I heard your sister died
I saw people mourning;
tears were pouring
from their eyes.
I asked you how you were..
you said you were fine;
but only I knew you were
just sporting lies.
I sat in sorrow and wondered why?
I knew you were thinking this too.
Could you keep on living.?
Could your life move on?
You felt like the world had ended with a sad
goodbye.
Even though I see people
mourning and those tears are still pouring
when "I" look up in the sky I see your sister soaring.


By: Kayla Daniels

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