POETRY: "Ido, pero nunca lo olvidaremos" By Cheryl A. Baldwin

         

I can remember every day                                                                                                                 when I use to sit alone at this new school,                                                                                   without knowing a word to say                                                                                                    afraid, to let this “New World” get to know the true me                                                                                             …Until you came along.                                               

It still hasn’t set in yet,                                                                                                                                                                   my mind still hasn’t come to the realization that you are gone but not forgotten.  I still walk the same paths of the past everyday anticipating that welcoming, “Hey Cheryl.”

And not a day goes by that I don’t regret hugging you that last day,                                                                         And not a day goes by that I don’t pray that God would turn back the hands of time and bring you back into our lives. You may be gone, but not forgotten.                                                                                                          

Gone but not forgotten                                                                                                                                                But these tears just are not  stoppin’                                                        
This pain has got my mind lockin’                                                                                 And every time I think of you my knees start droppin’                                                                                                                          cuz I can’t help but to pray the Lord to heal                                                                                                                                 our aching souls.                                                                                                                                                                                      Held these tears in so  long                                                                                                                                         But we gotta be Strong!                                                                                                                                                                                                                We gotta be strong…

We have to live the ways of life that you once lived,                                                                                                                            Bring forth that wisdom and courage that you spread upon us                                                                                                                                  and unite as one                                                                                                                                                                in your honor.

And “Family,” our hearts cry out to you                                                                                                                      Promising that we will do all we can to help.

You may have left this world my friend but you will forever stay in our hearts.

You were an Angel with us here on earth, and now you’re watching over us                                                                                                                                       -R.I.P. JaNay