Cally A. Nixon
Acceptance - Poem by Cally A. Nixon
I'm trying so hard,
to keep myself from coming to terms...
With your death and every time it come to the surface,
my eyes burn.
I always try to stop,
from allowing myself to let the tears form...
And it never really works,
and for you I mourn.
I wnat to kep pretending,
that you are somewhere on this earth...
And keeping all the feelings in,
is starting to hurt.
I realize that the tears,
could help but to cry is to acknowledge...
That you won't see us graduating,
and cheering me on in college.
You won't see,
all the moments that haven't happened yet...
Mom and Ashley's children will hear stories,
about a Grandma that they will wish they had met.
You had so much to live for,
and now you have so many that...
Have one of the greatest friends removed,
and a blank space on their list where your name sat.
I don't want to think,
about how that space will be filled...
By the next player,
from the living field.
You were a very special person,
to all you knew...
and hopefully many other's love,
is still for you.
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