Alone...................

This is dedicated to my Late Brother Schon Jomel................

Here I am, All Alone
No One to talk to
No One to be with,
It´s like I´m a bird,
Sitting on top of a tree
Hoping, that someone will come
And share some seeds,
But no one comes,
And I am still
All Alone..................

By Langston Crawford.........................

I know, the scholars are like ¨"Who´s Langston Crawford? I´ve never heard of him!" And it´s true, you´ve never!!!! This is a poem that I believe came about because my brother decided to pay homage to my gift as a poet so he came up with this one day as we keyed keed about anything.  As I sit here in Ibiza, I know for a fact that right about now, I would have called him to recite this because of the way I feel.  But the thought here right now, is enough for mee to not feel so alone.  I wish my brother was here in this realm, but I do feel him.  I feel his spirit.  I wish I could talk to him right now, I have so many questions that I need answers to!!! And he wouldn´t answer them for Mee, but he would give Mee his honest opinion about what he thought, based on his love for Mee...........What more could a sister want?

I miss you Brother!!! You are always in my heart, thank you for all the days that you did pick up the phone and recite this with Mee................

I will Always Love You.................