Gone Poem by franshata sanders

I thought I knew where I was going untill the rain started pouring;
Upon my head, untill my clothes are heavy and wet, to the point my feet began to drag, the news I just received is extremely sad;
'My BIGMOMMA'S gone' no longer do i have the strenght to carry on; Feeling the weight of the world crashing down on me;
She kepted us sane..and together, even though we rarely got alone,
From her I learned with love one will travel far, verses having anomosity or keeping a grudge in our hearts;
Forgive to be forgiven, be wise and keep living, to much at one time, without her my life will no longer be like wine: finer with time, I know it wont be, there's no way it can be, life minus you equal's a lonely life for me;