Rosina Quigley Poet ABC

Sometimes I Look At Myself

II try get on with my life
I'm a going out kinda person
I liked dancing on Fridays. 
I loved the company of my daughter.
But then I'd start to miss her
My heart turn to love.
Why god? Did you take her
To the heavens up above.
sometimes I look at myself
And I see u in my eyes 
Your curved lips I can't disguise.
It was as you my beautiful daughter
You made my life worthwhile,
Your sweet kind nature
And beautiful big smile.
I miss you using the word mum
I miss your elegance and style.
I miss you my precious girl
When I stop feeling sad
My thoughts turns to love.

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Caren Krutsinger July 13, 2018 at 5:28 AM Rosina, writing is cathargic. I hope it will help you in every way. I discovered when I was the saddest of the sad after losing 4 beloved family members on the same day that the best way of helping yourself is to get out there and help others who need you. I am sending you love and prayers.

Lyric Man June 23, 2018 at 11:43 PM Rosina.. best poem of the night. It pulled on me!!

Daniel Turner June 23, 2018 at 3:05 PM Very sad, Rosina. I buried a son some 30 plus years ago and still today i think of what could have been. Sorry for your loss. Emotive write! Rosina Quigley June 26, 2018 at 12:31 PM She was only 21 died day before she turned 22

Elizabeth Kinch June 23, 2018 at 1:35 PM Such sadness in your words. Rosina Quigley July 14, 2018 at 10:01 AM Thanksx