The Bottom Shelf Review

When I Wake Up

When I wake up,
I think of my time with you.
That sweet, light pink, soft flaky cereal
Melting in my mouth early in the morning
Before school. You yelled at me
To brush my teeth and get ready, but I loved the chaos.
But the clock turned too quickly, and hit the time you went just right. But it’s not fair.
But I wish I could go back,
Because every time I wake up
I think of my life with you,
Swimming, playing board games,
But you went too quickly from me.

When I wake up, I wish you were here.
I wish you were here to see my accomplishments like going to college
Getting good grades
I wish I could see you but I can’t.
You’re gone.

When I wake up, you’re my motivation to keep me going when no one else can.
But sometimes it’s hard
Because when I wake up,

You’re not here singing me songs like Oh my darlin clementine
, making me laugh, or playing make believe, but instead
You’re now in my memory.

So when I wake up one day, I hope
To see you in heaven and never have to wish
to see you again, Nana and Pop-Pop.

Where Are You?

Throughout the day I ponder
where are you.?
In the bright blue sky,
up in the white soft clouds,
in the soul of a bird, butterfly, song
or even
right in front of me
when a cloud opens and
let’s the soft yellow light down
Or are you not there at all?
I pray and pray
And wish for a way
To see you someday
In a life so far away.
But I ask them,
Is heaven real?
And I get no response.
No matter how much I ask,
I never get an answer.