My Gift (Legacy)

My Gift is A voice

My Gift is A dream

My Gift of life

And what in it I can achieve

If only to believe, wishes come true

Somehow understaning that is something

I must set out to do

Not Knowing what is true

Or what in life to believe

Yet knowing it will all come to an end

When I no longer breath

Knowing I must leave

A piece of myself behind

Or my life will have ment nothing

On the day I die

For those who  are in my life

Do not fret or grieve

For I am Alive

Through my poetry

I cry, laugh and sing

Through my poetry

I leave to you

My Gift, Voice, and DREAM

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poetvg's picture

i love this poem

raminastar's picture

That is bad ass girl, no one can come close to that