Your Essence

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Your Essence

Your Essence

Jan 1, 2010


Man your a class act you have finesse.

You are so much better than the rest.

As I grew up watching you a true woman you were through and through. Always managed through your struggles.

I watch you go through hell and back again.

Yet you were as gentle as a dove would give your last to anyone you loved. A helping hand is what you were. I remember when I use

Beg my mom to stay at your house lol me and Barry up all night uncle Allen turning out the lights.

We'd pretend we were sleeping man I also remember those beaten. LOL


You taught me how to cook clean and be lady on those saturday mornings that was no joke no cartoons no not for us but here is a bucket and a scrub brush.

Didn't realize than the in compact it had than but I do now.

I never saw you looking a mess never not one hair outta place first class lady that's what you were more than my aunt you were my best friend like a mother to me.

I remember when we would talk about everything. You were my aunt but like a sister to me.our bond was strong.

Than one day you brung that news to me. Bree the doctors found a spot on my lungs and it may be cancer.

As I looked at your face I was so hurt no not you it couldn't be true.

As we talked I turned to you ok what you wanna do?

Go through the chemo I said to you.

I held my feelings inside when I got out that car man did I cry not my aunt no not her lord please please.
She means the world to me.

I Lost my pop-pop and one aunt to this mess before.

As time went on I watch my beautiful aunt once full of life slowly fading away.(I only have 6 months to live.)

She turned to me I'll never forget those words.

Bree it hurts my body's in pain.This thing hurts. Watchin those eyes once so bright look so different so distance.

It hurts me each day I wonder why why lord why her?

I remember me and my cousin outside smokin she gave a look of death to us and shook her head.

I remember the wawa green
Teas and heatin up the sock rice packs.

I watch her slowly walk around the house and jus lookin at us. (I was wondering what's going through her head?)

Who know what cancer could really do?


I remember those final days I stay'd at the hospital with you couldn't really sleep I did my best machines and nurses through the night .

I remember them comin in saying theirs Nothing More we can do.

Releasing you to go home. I was their almost everyday I could. I remember Me your your daughter (Nellie) and your niece(Tray) all in the room singing gospel songs. I remember I couldn't find any downloads any gospel so we all sang. Man what is this that voice we hear a voice of an angel coming thru your voice had changed. One by one we started listen. (You had to know my aunts voice it was soft spoken but deep when she sing) no not this time it was beautiful.

The next morning 6:40 maybe 7am.

I knock on the house door" is where it all ended "Hey Bree" as my cousin open for me.Hold on girlie girl I gotta check old girl I gotta check on Marie . As I sit there listening "mom mom" Marie.

A voice came to me get up now and go in the room look at her back she's not breathing. Nelle Nelle look. Look at her back!! (Her mask was behind her back.) My cousin screaming Mom Mom cousin calm down and start doing what we have to do.

I ran upstairs (can't lie I panic) Uncle Allen Uncle Allen Aunt Cynthia is die. Yes I panic for just brief second. Get it together your cousins need you.

Thoughts race through my head we're all cry my aunt is die.

I LOVE and MISS YOU so much. You were my best friend.

@~
R.I.P

Cynthia Marie "McDonald" Allen

Peggy Lee Davis

Pop-pop Willie W. Massey.

Lillian" Hernandez" Acosta

Gone by never forgotten


For anyone who has lost a love one to this battle.

Be Blessed and Encouraged just hold on and keep your faith.

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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