MY=POEM

How come they call it "GOODBYE" how come the good die.
i just dont jump high and think of the good times that
i had with my pops he was a good guy HOW COME THE GOOD DIE.
As i protect my mother cause im her only son and there are different worlds and we in the coldest one. Why did my grandma die to and why did death come as my mother asks wheres your brother coming from. I tell her why i tell her wise i tell her i love her and they i tell her bye and remeber i shall never die i hope you celebrate it i hope you never hate it.


I hope you liked MY POEM
BASED ON A TRUE STORY