LongLive BrokenHeart

Memory Of Brandon Ford - Poem by LongLive BrokenHeart

Time have been rough.
Your life have been cut short.
18 and gone from our hand.
We held you up and help if we can.
Grandma miss your laugh, your smile.
Your brother cries over your body.

You never got to see your future.
You never got to live the rest of your life.
You never got married, or had kids.

We hope that you are watching over your brother, and his kids.
I bet some one out there wished it was them instead of you

Poet's Notes about The Poem

In Loving Memory Of Brandon Ford.
18 years old boy, was killed while on the job (trash truck job) . His hand lost grip and fell, the driver did not see him untill it was to late.

If you live in Excelsior Springs you might have heard or read it. That's my dad's nephew, and my family. I miss him alot even though i stop talking to him as i got older

Comments about Memory Of Brandon Ford by LongLive BrokenHeart

  • Saadat Tahir (6/3/2012 5:29:00 PM)

    touching reminiscence of kin...
    the power of family and nearness...great lines

    keep going
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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, December 28, 2012

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