Juztice Zyon Warrior Mahauariki

From the moment you were born, From my own hand you arrived. You’ll always hold that special place inside me, Until the day I die. From day two you were mine, We took everything in our stride. You completed our little family, Those were happier times. Your brothers and sister adapted quickly, Such an influence your presence became. There was never a dull moment in our house, There fighting over you drove me insane. Now all that’s left is emptiness, A void that will never be filled. I’m not the only one who feels it, Your brothers and sister do too. Everything that has transpired, Is no fault of your own. In the power struggle of relationships, Children unfortunately get caught in the cross fire. I miss and love you so much, But I refuse to let you be used. So by turning my back and saying goodbye, Is ripping my heart in two… M.Mahauariki © 2010