Hull Local Poetry Lines of Life - Part Seven (2/3) By Paul England

(1/3) (2/3) (3/3). Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7.

Words To Mike

The rhyme just lets it out what I've felt for all these years For words, they tell my life to all my broken tears You see I hold no shame to cry in front of you The shame of what I say that most my words are true I miss our Mike today his Kellie is so smart She's now his pride of life for pure was in his heart She's growing up so fast as time just passes by For tears they hit this page why did you have to die I can't seem to find the answers I don't think I ever will But the thing I know for sure is any drugs can kill 'Cos you think it won't be yours I heard some name another Not in a million years did I think it would be my brother To Mike I miss you still I wish you were still here I hope you rest in peace in my heart you're always near The one thing this life has taught me is that every kid has their own destiny and will only walk their own path. We can teach children but will never control. You can smack them and beat them, but God gave us all one thing, it's called free will. So to lines of life I've lived for real, now there's no way back for me.

To Michael

Wherever you are may you forever rest in peace. We will love you always and miss you forever. From the heart of Paul Steven England.

Fallen Tears

In my words, you'll find a heart but it don't belong to me Brother's life was cost for painful eyes to see Hurt will never leave a painful past of sin Loving mother always, once father was my king Bleeding thoughts on paper telling the deepest of my soul Words cannot express the pain of brother's fall People miss you when you're gone but hate you when you're here I never got to show you but my love was always clear No chance to say goodbye just gone without a trace Only pictures on the wall that bears your smiling face Brother, can you see your baby girl has grown so fast As I look now to the future but my heart stays in the past Well it's time to say goodbye so until we meet again Rest in peace my brother fallen tears flow from my pen. The End

Copyright ©2007  Paul England

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