Shannon
She is now forever gone
her laughter is silent now.
We must somehow carry on,
But I really can’t see how.
I wish I could have said to her
The things felt in this poem,
whenever she had called to ask
if grandma might be home.
I’d just say I’ll tell her,
Or to call her on her cell.
She’d ask how I was feeling,
And I would tell her very well.
Then she would say the words
That always brought me joy.
Words that I cannot retrieve,
I love you DonnieBoy
And all I can say is, Bye.
Don
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