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TWO POEMS FOR MITZI

Trisha Johnson
May 2, 2000

HAVE YOU SEEN MITZI?

HAVE YOU SEEN MY DAUGHTER, LORD?
She’s five-three with shoulder length brown hair.
A smile that everyone remembered and adored,
With a personality like she didn’t care.
Remember the day you gave her to me?
A precious little thing so full of life
So innocent to the world we see
Her youth so full and bright
Oh she had to grow-up too fast
Could never wait for her tomorrow’s
In her mind nothing would last
But she had hid so many sorrows.
You picked her up high
When rough times had her down
She was reaching for the sky
And turned her life around
We were all so proud of her
With all she had done
Eighteen years of life-
It is hard to believe
So full of ups and down
Than most will ever see
If only we had seen that night-
My little girl with her heavy load
She might be coming home tonight
To be protected from the cold
So Lord, when you see her
Please hug her for me
Tell her we all love her
And someday her smile again we’ll see.

MITZI’S MOTHER


Written by:
Trisha Johnson




Dear Mitzi,

It’s been a year now
Since you’ve been gone
To see you bounce through the door
Or hear your laughter- we all long.

But all we have now is memories
To treasure in our hearts
Memories of all our good times
The bad ones we’ve forgot.

For you’re among the angels now
Many that you know-
There’s Papa Pool, Uncle Charles,
And now there’s even Josh.

Watch over your three brothers
A guardian angel they need
For their hearts are tender
Please set them at ease.

Our life’s must go on
Though we’ve shed a thousand tears
We just cherish what we
Had in your short eighteen years

Love you,
Mom


Written by:
Trisha Johnson
December 2, 1998