Inner Woman Volume 2

You visit me as I try to sleep

The ghosts I loved, I wish to keep

You parade through my mind

Each death one of a kind

My grandmothers, mother, aunt

Uncles, grandfathers and father rant

All of them proud of me

in their death I finally see

Them give me the gift of worthiness

As I suffer from endless loneliness

And when I ask them why

They say we had to make you try

And then I see Michelle

my friend and beautiful belle

Sister of my heart she smiles

You’re better than them by miles

With her quiet statement of truth

She sounds like my dearest aunt Ruth

The family we choose is often better

And suits me down to the last letter