Treasure Island

Nicole Edwards

(5-25-1983 / Flint Michigan)

Gram


Gram

It will be two years in January,
That you left me to go be with papa,
And uncle Rick,
You should see Isaac,
He is growing up to be a gent omen,
He always asks,
Where is my gg?
You would be so proud of me,
I have came so far,
I am finally off all them god damn pills,
Yes, I do get down from time to time,
But we all do,
You should see nana,
She is a miss sass a frass
I am still wondering why,
Why you left when you did,
But I guess you thought that your work here was done,
That you put your time in here on earth,
And that it was just your time to go to heaven,
Well I guess that was just an answered prayer,
That God knew that you really wanted to go to your big house
Just to make sure that god was slowly preparing a place for me in his big house,

Written by Nicole Elizabeth Edwards
November 24th 2008

Submitted: Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, November 25, 2008

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