It Doesn't Get Easier.

Another day without your touch, help or your hold
Without you, mama, every night suddenly becomes cold
It's 13 years since you have been gone but I'm still left in the fold
You are the treasure every heart needs to seek, you are my gold
Time heals all wounds I've been told but this hits differently
It gets better with time, every time I have been told
But this hasn't been easier because everything reminds me of you
Going home the last time I travelled, I saw where you laid
Entered your old room with your signature all over the place
I saw your old frame picture too and I wish I could use my hand to trace
There is no day that your presence isn't missed, I mean it, every single day
But there you are, on the ground where you lay
Just as the last full month you spent 13 years ago was in May
You did the best you could...did the best you could
You saw it coming a long time before and it made sense now
It made sense why you decided to join the choir in your old age
Sang your heart out till your final days to let yourself out of the cage
It was like you knew, so you wanted to turn the new page
You got late to practice one day and you were reprimanded, I was in a rage
You told me it's the rule of the choir and you choose to abide even without wage
Everything about you screams simplicity and it hasn't gotten easier with time
Keep sleeping, keep resting, even in death, your influence spreads like fragrance

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.