Above
I just walk through every day
With a smile on my face
So that the people that I love
Dont know how I hate this place 
And when they see me smiling
They think that nothings wrong
But then I turn and say to them
Dont miss me when im gone.

One day I will walk up high
Through the golden gates
And on the other side of those
the angels, they will wait
To take my hand and lead me
Into a place of bliss
The place that they call heaven
never thought it would be like this.

So my friends
Dont forget me
For I will soon be gone
Into a place of eternity
Were I will live so long
 And when you think of me
And you look above
Picture my smiling face
And remember, its you I love.

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scooke2093   scooke2093 wrote
on 4/8/2009 8:13:16 PM
My friend Passed away after, along with her dad, they were both killed on the 2nd of april by a drunk driver. R.I.P Elisha

Moonrose   Moonrose wrote
on 4/8/2009 7:11:21 PM
I like this, it's very sad, but happy and peaceful at the same time. I hope your friend's doing well, no matter what happened/happens. Good job on this, and I really like the title for it too.

scooke2093   scooke2093 wrote
on 4/2/2009 11:35:20 AM
Thank you, I realized last night that I wrote this poem while my friend was very sick and in the hospital with a large tumor on her brain, the doctors dont think shes going to make it, so I guess you could say this poem was about illness, I never intended for it to be about any certain thing, But At the time I wrote this, I was sad and feeling sorry for my friend, so Yes this poem could be on the basis of illness.

DocLivingston   DocLivingston wrote
on 4/2/2009 9:49:44 AM
I believe I understand your perception. But then I'm almost 70 years old. The time we spend on this planet is brief. And it's always best to look for the brighter side. Keep up the good work, your writing can be very supportive.

scooke2093   scooke2093 wrote
on 3/31/2009 7:54:42 AM
As I said in the previous message, Its what you take from this poem, When writing it I never intended it to be about suicide or illness, just the fact that the person is fadeing away into heaven, So once again, this poem is something you would have to read yourself and take from it what you do, I like leaving my readers with thoughts after they read my poetry, I like the whole concept of question, I myself if i were new to this poem, I would probably Have the same questions, But As I said, Its what you take from the poem that matters [=

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