In the rhythm of my heart, a ratchet tale unfolds, Vany, my heart, gone as life's enigma unfolds.
I prayed for menopause camaraderie with you, mama.
Pondering on grandkids and ratchet abuela dreams. Visions of NC visits, smack talks, and complex chatter, laughter and dreams that are now shattered.
Time, a deceptive friend, slipped away without sign, Anger brews within, questioning the design. Neglecting myself, my pain is a quiet strife, While you faced battles, the essence of life, I wasn’t there to comfort you.
As I come to grips on how the grand scheme truly is, I create a plan B for papa, a weight I now bear, For tomorrow's a gamble, caught in the snare. Your passing robbed my heart of warmth and light, Yet in the shadows, you guide me through the endless night.
When I needed you most, you stood in the darkness, a beacon so bright, My ratchet angel, dancing through life with all your might. Back at 525, your wings spread wide, Megan Thee Stallion knees and twerks side by side.
Tasmanian devil circles on the dance floor we'd make, Your spirit, a fire, impossible to forsake. Friends gathered, drawn by your vibrant light, No negativity lingered, just love pure and bright.
My girl, my heart, on this journey you embark, Leaving behind memories etched deep in the dark. On a spiritual path years ago, I tread, Gaining knowledge, a gift, as life's tapestry spread.
In dreams, we reunite, twerk sessions in flight, In laughter and love, bathed in celestial light.
I couldn't be there to stir you from sleep, A twerk session, a secret I'd keep. But more than anything, I'm sorry for the lapse, For not being the friend you deserved.
From our first meeting, love took its hold, Deepening through stories, a narrative bold. In dreams, I'll hold and kiss you, mama, I love you more than ever, in this cosmic frontier.
Your Best Friend in this life and the next, Angie
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