To Cain
I dream of you from dusk til dawn
Every single night
I write a thousand poems
But none of them sound right
You made me so happy
You never made me blue
But you died before
I got to say "I love you"
I wish ever so much
That I could remain strong
But how do I live without you
Now that you have gone?
Copyright © Joelle Ferguson | Year Posted 2008
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