Missing you..

I am not a great soul to be wished be to call by any

I am a simple thought which bestowed in my parents as their

Loving daughter and I came out with as a second wife to my grand father

But in a year, he got cancer the incurable disease which made us depart

I thought I lost my bf and would be husband and sauthan to my grand mother

But my grand father blessed me with a handsom guy who is just going to born for you

Gets many roses and jasmine to me and I waited and waited, I too had desire waiting

For him but never let me know until I crossed teens because he was young to me, then

One day he kissed on my chest as if like a manly thought who is this guy kissing me

Then he came to me with all the snakes I am like your first born older than your son

Is it I am not looking great with gripped to hold nose and he kissed me again but a half kiss,

Missing that kiss I still lie down when he is going to come to me to finish that half kiss,

I am grey and you are bald and our son with cry holds his dumbles to hit us why we are

Not together for still how long and I said we are were and now to catch the running  missed train

Where we sit on both tracks coming to you to hold you to make your burgeoning youth to fly by…….

jessy jacob