Treasure Island

Gabina (Gabby) Gomez

(May 6 1996 / Modesto)

Remember Me


Remember me when the flowers bloom
Early in the Spring.
Remember me on sunnny days,
in the fun that summer brings.

Remember me in the Fall
As you walk through the autum leaves
and in the Wintertime- remember me
In the stories that are told.

But most of all remember
Each day from the start
I will be forever near
For i will live within your heart

Remember me Each day that I
will walk with you to school
to work and any where you walk
i walk too.


(in memory of my brother Jesus Gomez)

Submitted: Tuesday, March 23, 2010

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  • BEAU GOLDEN (3/23/2010 10:56:00 PM)

    hat is beautiful tribute to your brother. Please feel free to read my poem called 'Loss' (Report) Reply

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