What a beautiful day
Exuding spring full mirth
Fulfilled of new life play
Unveils the lovers worth
But then with ill contrast
The virginity tears
a call in deep aghast
Death clouds the airs
You are too young to die
It’s wrong, it’s mad, it’s sad
I only feel some awful CRY
And yet, shouldn’t I be glad
Or thankful for the times we shared
Your selfless love as heavens hug
Your gracious moves, so cared
Your joy, and warmth all snug
The twinkles in your eyes, you know
they always makes me smile
The laughter in your voice somehow
Shows life as wonderwhile
And now, I have to carry on
With your beauty in my mind
But you, my god, are gone
….
Mykey
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