Beautiful Thing

For My Baby Boy, Kohen Scott Lindsay


What a brilliant mind,
So deep, so soft, so kind.
What a wonderful smile,
It makes everything I do worth while.
Such a talented soul,
That is the only thing that has ever made me whole.
What deep blue eyes,
That shine brighter than the skies.
What a tender kiss,
It's nothing short of bliss.
Such a pretty song to sing,
When you hold everything.
Because his love is such a beautiful thing,
Such a beautiful thing.
What an amazing sunrise,
Full of smiles and butterflies.
What a glorious night,
Where everything around is just right.
Such an incredible way,
How he finds the right things to say.
What a special way to be,
When we're together to fly free.
What a better way to live,
Where love is all you give.
Such a pretty song to sing,
When you hold everything.
Because his love is such a beautiful thing,
Such an amazing, beautiful thing.

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Daddy

Daddy, I know you're going to die tonight,

And I want you to know that it's ok to walk in to that light.
I'm going to miss you when you're gone,
And without you it's going to be almost impossible to go on.
But somehow I know that my time is not through,
Even if it means I'll be living my life without you.
I hope you know you were my hero in every way,
And I love you more than any words could ever say.
I've got to carry on, and I've got to stand strong,
Because you stayed strong for us for so long.
You are always going to be so precious to me,
And I hope I've grown up to be the kind of woman you wanted me to be.
It's already getting hard just to simply breathe in,
And I just don't even know where to begin.
Cause Daddy, I know you're going to die tonight,
And I want you to know I'm here to hold your hand and tell you it's gonna be alright.
Go on, walk into that light,
It's ok, you don't have to put up a fight.
I'm going to miss you when you're gone,
And without you it's going to be almost impossible for me to go on.
I'm here with you as you're near the end,
But even so, you'll remian my best friend.
Daddy I love you.
I already feel so lost without you.

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Nothing But A Mirror

I am nothing but a mirror in shades of gray,

I reflect on this bare white wall, day after day.
I patiently await a different reflection,
But as the moments pass by I only face rejection.
I once knew a girl who would look into me and cry,
She'd ask me over and over why she was living such a lie.
Her eyes were a deep dark brown,
And her face was stuck with a never-ending frown.
Whenever she rarely smiled, her face would glow,
She was so perfect, but she just didn't know.
There were so many beautiful things about her I can't seem to recall,
But I remember I examined each and every freckle, twenty-three in all.
She told me once that she lived life with only one need,
But when lacking it, instead she'd make herself bleed.
She wanted to escape her dark and crazy illusions,
So she would fill up her mind with psychotic dillusions.
Nobody really believed her when she said she was going to leave,
And I pitty those who were blind and so naive.
There were many nights I saw her with that cold, shiny razor,
Slicing through her skin like a simple hand held laser.
Everyday I would watch her cry,
Till the day finally came as I helplessly watched her die.
She is a brown-eyed angel, now flying free,
And now she doesn't have to try to live up to what they wanted her to be.
I no longer watch her slowly destroy her soul,
Now she is somewhere up there, and she is finally whole.
I am nothing but a mirror in shades of gray,
I reflect on this bare white wall, day after day.
And day after day, I find myself missing her,
Wishing I was more than what I am, so maybe I could have saved her.

This intellectual property belongs to Kattie Lindsay. Do not copy, replicate, change this, or claim it as your own. You’re welcome to share this if proper writing credit is given upon doing so.
© Kattie Lindsay 2016