Remember Me
Author: mikey7777Age grows on us from the time we arrive.
Womb shows a push, a drive an a strive.
To be born, live, loved an be remembered for eternity.
To be sworn into wishes, above all remember me.
Remember my charm, my smiles, the smile I put on your face.
The times my heart was warm, being wild, or the moments at a slow pace.
If tomarrow I was to poof an be gone.
These are the things I wished to be sang apon a song.
Remember all my flaws.
Remember to spend time with my grandmas.
The ways I as a kid tended to get into everything.
The days I would win even if I had to be a little mean.
But not in a bad manner.
The times I showed some spitter splatter.
Remember me an try not to over exagerate.
Tell my stories simply in a template.
Tell about the ladies, the life, the fun times, the bad times.
Tell about those who dazed me, the could of been wife, the dumb times, the sad times.
Tell about how I could dance, prance an romance.
Tell about how I kept my stance without a glance to stick my foot up in someones ass.
Tell about how I had dreams, goals, how I failed an continued to succeed.
Tell about how I feened nicotine, an how my senses were keen.
Remember everything for all of eternity.
Remember me.
Remember my mottos, my self prideful ways.
Ladies remember my mojo, and my sexually passionate all nights an all days.
How I would run my fingers across your skin.
How I could glance in a soft moment an have ya nakey in a whim.
How I could put that sparkle in ya eye with out speaking.
How for you my schedule was always tweaking.
Remember the time you cheated on me, lied to me, tried to play me.
Remember the wine, your sis on me, nakey.
Remember the pay backs, the balance of common sense.
Remember the cuddling naps, the moments I seemed a little dense.
Remember me for eternity.
Let me live by remembering me.
This is just a poem based on what if right now was my last moment.
My last breth, my last anything that makes me dormant.
The last second is never written down for us to know.
There's no book, no timeline, nothing to show.
For when our last moment is here.
My life, is just a mirrior.
Right now everything is pretty clear.
But in a moment all that could shatter.
Remember me before, during an after.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 4:21 PM CST
About this poem:
Spent time thinking about all the famous people that have died over the past year. An it made me think what could people remember about me. So I wrote a poem about it.