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Sleeping in September

I wanted something different;something off the cusp No thinking;from heart to pen,so it is written in God we trust. I've demons snatch away some of the greatest people in front of my eyes, While angels sat on my shoulders whispering''remember we never really die'' My best friend,mentor,guide,everything under the sun,the most beautiful soul you could ever see,God had different plans for him and it involved me. I walked into a room with an empty bed.a deafening silence,I knew he was dead. The light in the bathroom was on and that shouldn't have been I slowly walked closer when I discovered my best friend. On the floor in a boxing stance cold as ice,I immediately started c.p.r,I never thought twice. His heart was purple from me trying to bring him back,I did everything I could I knew,it wasn't from lack.His heart had broken along with his neck on the way down.The ironic part was for the first time he didn't make a sound. If ever I heard a bump,thud,whatever the case may be;I would be there in a flash, quicker than the human eye could see. On this night I drank and slept through out the night. When I awoke was when I saw that light.It was soon to have happen but that doesn't help to console.He was more than just my best friend,I am his baby son, Justin Cole.He was everything to me,he was my hero,my Father you see. See you up stairs,Merry Christmas Doc.

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Date: 2/18/2016 8:43:00 PM
Hi, Jai. I'm reading your comment below. I will never consider myself more than others. You see you write what you see and feel, I, on the other hand, write Random, and random is not always good. Thank you for the visit to my poem. I'm sorry to hear about your mother, I lost both my mothers, one to drugs the other to diabetes. :( Linda, is a beautiful name... Have a great night. LINDA
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Jai Bankson
Date: 9/6/2017 10:42:00 PM
Tomorrow will make a year since I left my Home.In the morning shall also be my Fathers dearh day.I also will be flying home to work a game..LSU..Life is nuts and I cant tell you how much your writings have helped..Thankyou so much!!!I now do Bristol,Sparta,U T...,Auburn and my baby LSU....Loving life...BUT.can not put put pen to page..
Date: 12/25/2014 9:18:00 PM
Jai, i love the title. Enjoy your days here, and this poem, tells a great moving story...Linda
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Jai Bankson
Date: 12/25/2014 11:29:00 PM
Thank you but that was the month..Im not a poet like you .just someone who has seen alot of crazy things.I write what I see and see what I write.Coming from you...Thank You...Just a writer that cant spell..You are a different breed..PLEASE keep it up...Jai
Date: 12/25/2014 2:50:00 PM
You have penned a moving and heart felt epitaph. God bless you both. :) john.
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Jai Bankson
Date: 12/25/2014 11:31:00 PM
Thank you.first time i ever spoke about it.Again.Thank you