Memories of you are stuck in my head.
I remember you use to tuck me into bed.
You used to kiss me every morning and night.
You taught me how to forgive, not fight.
You stroked my hair and called me your princess.
You were always filled with so much kindness.
I can still hear your sweet laugh.
I still see you in photographs.
My love for you will never die.
And i'm tryin not to cry.
One day we'll meet again.
In the gates of heaven.
By: Cherica Eckiwaudah