At the GravesitesA Poem by Jenni BaileyI regret the person I was before my grandparents diedYour gravesites are beautiful It represents who you were, and now, your souls I cry, hoping you hear me I want to talk to you, I can't let you be I don't want to just see the gravesite And see the Grounds Keeper in the sunlight I don't want to just see you in the photos on the marker I don't want to sit alone when it gets darker I don't want to take pictures next to yours Regret, not wanting to leave, wanting you, it just pours I want to conversate with you two Do my words and thoughts go to you? I miss you two so much I want to be able to feel your touch I hold you close, and even closer at night And hope when I look out the window, it's your Light It's still feels like yesterday you died It's so real, years have passed, and I've cried I'm very sorry and full of sorrow I've wasted all the tomorrows At your gravesites, notes with tape aren't enough I should've known what was...your love I'm crying over the things I should've said and done Even though, I feel you two heard my apologies, my tears still run
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2 Reviews Added on August 13, 2022 Last Updated on August 13, 2022 AuthorJenni BaileyKalispell, MTAboutHi, my name is Jenni Bailey. I have Cerebral Palsy, and I've been writing since my teenage years. All of my writing is based on my beliefs, struggles, personal trauma, etc...my writing is also very .. more..Writing
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