Poem -

KamKai

KamKai

I close my eyes,

I dream of when you were young.

I think of all the fighting,

all our slips of the tongue.

 

You were always in and out.

oh how I miss you girls.

You were my universe,

me escense; my world.

 

We grew apart,

I never said goodbye,

now every single night,

I just sit alone and cry.

 

I die inside,

for I made you who you are.

Though your gone now; out there you will go far.

 

If i ever see you again I refust to let go

even if you have scabies,

I wont care to know.

Ill take all of your diseases thats just how love goes.

 

Please dont forget me,

tell your foster mom my name,

I was once part of your life,

but now you just feel pain.

 

I know you miss your mommy, daddy, and maybe even me,

maybe we will meet again, if its meant to be.

(backstory- this poem is about my neices kammie and kaitlynne. they were taken away and put in a foster home, they have scabies and headlice now. sense they moved out i drifted apart from the children that once called me Mom. Now its too late. but its for the better.KamKai is a family resturaunt my brother was going to build back in 2009 and the name to honor his daughters)

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