Poor jennifer,
all she wanted was a hug from perfect...

** I worte this poem 2 years ago, but I had it in...
Preston is my baby nephew...

At only three years old,
You remind me still of the day you were born...

Is this real?
can i really be here with you right now...

Another year has passed
Since you have left us last...

I can't take believe I'm saying it,
I give you my heart and you break it...

Your are my brother,
my family...

Sammy sammy what a friend,
you always have a hand to lend...

As I sit in my room alone at night,
I look at what's an ulgy sight...

Not wanting to let go of what we had
Not wanting to let you go and then be sad...

Day after day she gets worse
Feels like she's about to burst...

She is always so alone,
with no attention from home...