Memory Of Brandon Ford Poem by LongLive BrokenHeart
Memory Of Brandon Ford
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
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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 2:59:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
touching reminiscence of kin... the power of family and nearness...great lines keep going tc