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Lola
Baby Girl,
When I first met you
I was so attracted to your strength.
Now that you are so frail and weak
It’s still the strength in you
That I love.
You don’t need any more shots.
My poor confused girl.
It hurts me just to write this.
But how could I wait until after you are gone
To talk about how much I love you?
Its just sad, because alive or not,
I can’t really read this to you
Can I?
You might be blind
But when I stare into your face
I still see you looking into my soul.
Your soft blond hair,
Soaked with urine.
Having to gasp
Halfway through a hamburger.
I still remember though
You taking over the house
And becoming an empress to us all.
You were so young and full of life.
I got through some tough times
Being comforted by you
And your innocence.
We’ve had some stories with you.
These great stories you’ve given us,
That’s what I love about you.
And your story will never end
Because I am going to keep telling it.
