the things I miss

Her gorgeous smile, Her shrieking laugh, The way she loved her buns. Her open heart Her honesty The way she bonded with her mum. Her funny quips Her strong passion The way she'd cheer me up when sad. Her generous gifts Her thoughtfulness The way she adored her dad. Her way with words Her drunken slur The way she stood up for what is right. Her fierce determination Her deep empathy The way she never have up the fight But most of all The thing I'll miss is: Her