life changes with every loss
piled debt can't pay the cost
putting the family curse in reverse
rolling over mamas empty purse
she called it a pocketbook
the pages were blank
like a new composition
made by mead jealousy
envy and greed is what
made the gene tree pus
yellow green sick to my
stomach to think what was
in the ice cream to die for
fell out on the floor cried for
wanting and not given
what one wants will make
one cry it's natural human
behavior to miss something
or someone that meant
so much to you that the
world seems empty
without them in it