Looking Up

She always gets sad
On her birthday like me
But for a different reason, 
Anyone can see,
She says that she killed 2,000 people or more
On her birthday September 11th 
On that exact day when 9-11 was going on 
My aunt was being born and now her disappointment 
In herself is strong.
She was born on that day,
Now her husband has cancer,
Her brother died an alcoholic 2weeks before Christmas two years ago,
My grandma her mom is in pretty bad shape
But she looks up at the sun 
And the happy days of fun 
And does the best she can to keep it up
Now my grandma and uncle are doing much better 
Thanks to her looking up!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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