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A Birthday Poem

A Birthday Poem written by Makiah's Nana (her Daddy's Mom)

MAKIAH KAITLYN KING
MAY 11, 2006 – OCTOBER 8, 2010

Tomorrow is your birthday, you should be turning five,
but a boy was driving high so now you're not alive.
You are in heaven beyond the sky of blue,
while we are here with aching hearts and the pain of missing you. 
You brought such joy to all of those around,
Your laughter was such a happy sound.
Mermaids, fairies, bugs and butterflies,
brought smiles to your lips and would light up your eyes.
Your cat Buster still cries and looks
to see if you're in your room reading your books.
Your family that loves you so much
would give anything for just a touch.
To feel your arms in a sweet embrace
and to feel your kisses on our face.
But here we are with a broken heart,
because we are forced to be apart.
We will think of you all of our days,
And remember your generous heart and your sweet, kind ways.
  Our lives are richer because you were here,
And we will always feel you near.
We love you with all of our heart,
and look for the day we will no longer be apart.
Heaven is a beautiful place,
Someday we will join you by God's grace.
Until then, our sweet Makiah dear,
Our eyes will always hold a tear.

WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

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