Jess's Poem She Wrote For Me

Here is a poem Jess wrote for me about our life and our experiences. I think it is absolutely amazing! Thanks for being the best jess. Luv ya tons! (and maybe I should tell you about the blog :) )

ODE TO KAYLA
and the little girl inside her (I was pregnant when she wrote it)

sister sweet little girl
come pick our cherry tree with me
smiling sweet let's bask this day away
your laughter ingnites my laughter
uncontrollable lets just roll with it
I feel bad for hitting the little boy who mad fun of your freckles
but dang it felt good
Moms drunk
go for a walk and cry on me
our life's pathetic I should be sad
but together somehow we think it's funny
let's run away to our secret grassy spot
and yes laugh some more
let's ponder life together
I think the sun see's our smiles and laughter
because somehow the day seems brighter
It's night and my thougthts have caught me
sensing my worried mind
you crawl next to me
wraping your legs around me_ uh annoyance
but somehow it feels good thanks for knowing
pills pills and night thrills
pack our bags again cause moms going away
I've had to many home's to count
but you know everywhere i've been
that's feels better and strangly things are ok
Florida sounds pretty good right now
and moms better heck ya let's go
sunny days, bonfire's, and beaches should make up for
the three people on our floor kissed air mattress
but we've not got it worst
our brother's on the floor and he's pissed
high five i think it's funny to
neighbor's walk by in anger
if you don't like our fire
then don't come around
cause we're gonna burn one down
kayla giggle and throw me the match
boys come and go but mine is leaving
and I'm hurt
let's go float in our pool of misery
which is actually our swimming pool
but it feels pretty good anyway
college comes and i'm sick i've got to leave
you pray and come with me
our grandparent's basement feels well, like hell
except it's cold and thats worse
stop laughing it's not funny this time it's freakin cold
you laugh anyway, jerk
life has it's joys though
four wheel drive and hit the dirt
yep we're lost
P.S I don't think that's supposed to come off the car
aye wisconsins got it's perks
days come and go
3 am and i'm home
pants are wet and you know
tisk, but opps you do it to
we really shouldn't think this is funny seriously
but we do
and things could be worse
and are they later, yep, so whatever
back to the south
punk latin rapper meets ben harper hippi
but somehow we work
except mom just tried to kill you again
you should probably leave
but let me stay i'm in some deep love
and dispite what you say kay
he's not gay
I'd tell you but you don't want to hear
so let's with tears laugh and leave
life's good for a while
but soon it's slew of filth has left us mud clung
I run to you to get clean together
Finding myself i loose others
and faint, cause yes, it's just that sad
he's left me and i'm hurt
you say
dirt loosed you've got the beauty
in and out
to temp any man to hold you closer than him
thanks for handing me the strength
kay
to see a better day
i'm glad on this road of life
we have each other
to pass the time
and ease the way