Internal Conversations

Dear mama, it’s me your little boy
Wherever you are I pray you are fine
Looking down on us smiling
Not a day goes by that I don’t miss you
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Reminisce on days gone by
The once upon a times
I think of a time when you weren’t just a thought
But existed in reality
Midway asking myself the clichés
As I conjure up the hypotheticals
The what could have beens
Randomly contrasted by the reality,
 Of the what ares
How I miss you, we, the times that used to be
I still sing our song, as I remember you.
Now all that is left are these echoes and reverberations
Once upon a blue moon, so it seems
I remember the strength you adorned 
That saw us through many a turbulent time
Twice upon a yellow star
 I remember your love and affection
All had a vicariousness to them
Thrice upon a galaxy
I remember our excursions
The existence of a happier time adorned with you
Alas these times are but once upon a time
Memories to linger and dwell upon
Never shall we forget to be grateful
For our gem, the you that you were
Till we meet again Mamushka
With love, your little Jay Jay

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