Borderline Personality Disorder A little book of Poems

A Flower Has 7 PetalsA flower it had 7 petalsEach one was blown awayNever did we ever expectYou wouldn't be here to stayOne petal held you for 9 monthsA time that felt so longNot long after meeting youIt all went so horribly wrongOne petal was at your birthA Grandma was over the moonLittle did she knowThe petal would blow away soonOne petal came to visit youA grandma filled with joyful tearsLittle did she knowShe would miss your important yearsOne petal was a doting AuntAn Aunt with a loved filled heartThe love would last foreverEven though you're far apartOne petal was your UncleWho didn't understandThe loss of your presence thereAnd wrote your name deep in the sandOne petal was a second AuntPast memories clean out of sightBut her love will last foreverThat tracks you night by nightOne petal was a third AuntWho never saw your faceBut her love for youWill stay in a special placeNow all the petals have been blown awaySo far away yet so nearBut we release a balloon for your birthdayAnd wish you a very happy birthday every single year