Unwrapping the Past

This is a poem i wrote about when i fond out that my aunt had passed

I sit there like any other year
At any moment she will be here
I will run to her arms and grasp her
To see a hint of that shiny gold wrapper
My aunt will be here! My aunt will be here!
So I waited

One minute, an hour, a day
She never came
My mom picks me up the next day

I look at mom seeing the ice crystals in her eyes
Just about to melt with the most sorrow in her cries
To young to know what was happening
They say she has past
And I'm the one to find out last

To hard to understand in my little head
Everything has just gone really really bad
At such a young age what was I supposed to do
Everything seemed just so blue
And as I grew
I most definitely knew

She was really gone
But it's been so long
Suddenly my tears are barreling through that wall
All my memories seem just to small
The only thing I remember and know
Are the chocolate gold coins she would give to me and show
Everything else faded with time
For what I can remember if I'm only the age of nine

I sit there for me to never know
Just how much I miss her so
As time goes on
I will surely know
She will be watching me from the skies above
For me to have her in my heart with all her love