Too little too late

You dont know what you have got, untill it is gone.
It took me a while to realize,god knows how long.
Hold on to what youv'e got.
Once it is gone you realize it\'s alot.
When I found you lying on your bedroom floor.
I knew it was to late, you were already knocking on heavens door.
This I could not bare, I kept screaming out to god, this isn\'t fare.
I found you next to your bed, your lips so blue, your wrists so red.
I know now you wont be depressed, Im truly sorry for the times, I got you stressed.
Every night I kept asking god, please give me you back.
Now eighteen, I realize he cannot do that.
This wasn\'t meant to happen this was not your fate.
Im really sorry, I was to little, to late.
Some day hopefully soon, I will be seeing you.
So wait for me there mum at that very same gate.

I wrote this poem when I just turned sixteen and my mum died, It is true what they say you dont Know what you have got untill it is gone.