I was only nothing but five or six,
When my aunt was very sick.
She had cancer,
Her sickness had no answer.
Then she died,
And my family all cried.
I believe i did not,
Not even one tear was brought.
I was only five or six though,
So I didn't know.
I thought everything was fine,
And life was kind.
But now that I'm older,
I wish I could've cried that day on someones shoulder.
I only have like one or maybe two memories of her,
Everything to me now from back then is just a big blur.
I remember the night when I wanted my mom,
Was the night my aunt had gone.
With me telling you this story listen to this,
Give the ones you love a big hug and kiss.
Because the ones we love,
May one day go up above.
And we thought they was always going to be here with us,
But then when they're gone we cant even feel their touch.
All we can feel is them in out heart,
So to us they're not that far apart.
Now the one that are gone lets give them a moment of silence and
let them rest in peace.
Its the least we can do,
Because now they're in that big white and blue.
All I say is true.
With me finishing this I want to say this:
"Mary I wish I knew more about you I wish God didn't take you
when I was so young, and even though I hear great things
about you and I have maybe two memories of you I want
you to know that I always have and always will love you
and remember you"
