Aunt Joyce

Anger fills me up inside,
I chose not to believe that you have died.
You were robbed away from all of us,
The ministers said we just have to trust.

You're smile is forever gone,
You're laugh no longer sounds fresh.
You're name is seldom mentioned,
You're thoughts are no longer heard.

Thoughts of you are different now,
I feel you standing here,
but when I go to turn around to see,
all I see is everything bare.

I want you to know I miss you,
I think of you everyday,
I want you to know I don't have a clue,
why you're gone today.