Sitting By Her Grave Poem by White Tiger

Sitting By Her Grave



I sat by her grave, it was all I could do
Placing there some flowers, for her to view

I spoke my mind, when I started to say
'Why? Oh why? ', Did you take her away

She gave me character, when I felt alone
I'm so grateful, she was the queen of her throne

It has been a while, we've been apart
I truly miss her, with all my heart

She was the sunshine, through my tears
The one I adored for so many years

She was my mother, may she rest at ease
May the angels grant her, her wings of peace


C. Vergara
02.20.2008

Wednesday, August 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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