Tynea' Carpenter Poems

My mother My hero you left me through a narrow window
when I heard the news it felt as if I was hit in my stomach by a wrecking ball
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just one more talk is all I ask
but you were taken in a flash
time stood still as I recall
Probably cause the Angels got a order way to tall
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Mama I need to talk to you
but I know that's not possible
your in that wonderful place called Heaven
way in the sky
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