Carlissa Poem by kennisha smith

Carlissa



Like a mother I never had.
Like an angel who watches over me when I sleep.
Like someone I can connect with.
It's not my mom,
It's not my aunt,
It's not my grandma,
It's my cousin Carlissa.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: angel,mom
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