Why

a poem about why there had to be a choice

Why did it have to be
a choice to live or die

Why did it have to be;
me or the one I held high

Why did it hurt when I came to;
have to learn about you leaving so soon

Why were you so patient
with me when I was young

Why are you gone
when I need to talk under the sun

Why did you leave such a print on me;
to live up to the standards you set for thee

I love you, I miss you with all my heart
When my day comes, we will never again be apart.

I love you GG Branch.