Missing Her Poem by You... don't... want me...

Missing Her

Rating: 5.0


Wonder if you see it
All I do for you
Sitting here and waiting
No news to see me through.

Sitting on the floor
Staring in to rain
Waiting for the day to come
When I here your voice again

I miss you dearly
My baby sister
Taken from us injustly
Forever I do miss her

I miss watching her learn
Watching her grow
I miss watching her discover
And watching her show

I miss the conversations
That we used to have
Sneaking out of bed at night
To sneak what treats we had

Huddled under blankets
As the sky lite up with fire
Protecting her from scary things
And making her feel better

Wishing I could comfort her
With all she's going through
Waiting for the word to come
That its no longer true

So close you are
Yet so far away
He hides you behind the walls
With no choice but to stay

Hurting not only us
But so much more
His selfish choices made
Hiding behind a locked door

I hate was has become
Of our once so happy home
Broken now beyond repair
With pain I give a moan

I wait to see your face again
To give you such a hug
To tell you all the things you missed
And of all the things that are to come

Baby girl I'm waiting
For the day your can return
Waiting for the day I can watch
As his discussions make him burn

Missing Her
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: abuse,broken,family,hurt,lost,love,missing,sister
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
For my baby sister.... One day I will laugh with you again
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 24 May 2015

Death is a bad reaper often going after unripe fruits, but then ripe or unripe, dust to dust is a must. I felt the sorrow and the hope depicted in the poem and it made me go down memory lane of my sorrows. A lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.10/10

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