My pain

They took him away from me

His love, there was no time to show me

No doubt, he loved me so much

All my desire, he provides a bunch

I still remember the loaf of bread

The brown five and the ten red

I always scratch his back with a comb

But now I only see his tomb

I always wish he is still alive

To me he would abide

A little boy thinking he would wake

Now I know all is just fake

He is not going to come back again

And I will never see him again

That’s one thing about life

Sometimes you seem not to see the light.

                                                                                                              By J_amaze