Missing You

Michael, wherever you are,

I am hoping you are not far....

I know you have a life of your own,

A Private one, where you can be all alone.

With your kids and be a Family man,

Getting them breakfast,

Doing the things for them that you can.

I respect that greatly,

Really I do,

But I can't help Missing You.........

I too, have a life of my own,

My kids and my granddaughter too.

She makes me laugh, I call her Jaeden Foo Foo!

I don't know what I would do, without them

In my life....

But I still think alot about you

At least once a day,

And at least once a night.

I cannot help it, you see,

You were put on this world the same year as me.

You have been with me, on this planet

For Most of my life.

I am a mere 3 month older than you.

I wish I had accomplished half of what you do!

I still have a picture of you in my head,

Something I will never forget.

It happened in 1969, when we were eleven

Much simpler times.

You were on the Ed Sullivan show,

In a purple hat and suit, singing

Whose Lovin' You!

I was only eleven, too!

and I thought

I AM! And millions of other girls just like me too!

I knew then I didn't stand a chance,

That you would find your own romance,

But it is still fun to wish and dream,

Once in a while,

Michael Jackson,

I Like Your Style........

JulieB

-----Original Message-----

From: rAiN <moonwalker_n_rain@yahoo.ca>

Sent: Aug 27, 2005 2:59 AM

To: positivevoices4mjj@yahoogroups.com

Subject: [Positive Voices 4 MJJ] ~I'm Missing You Today~

~I'm Missing You Today~

I got so used to seeing you everyday

Your smile embedded into my thoughts

The way you walk.

The way your arms sway

I can't believe how much

I'm missing you today

My mind is so used to seeing you everyday

Finger running across your chin

The way your hair

Blew in the wind

Your feet stepping

Into my glare

Oh Michael,

I can't believe how much

I'm missing you today

I got so used to seeing you everyday

The way you presented yourself

With the Victory sign

The way you kissed your fingers

To touch the hand of time

Oh my God Michael,

I'm missing you today

Where ever you are,

What your doing everyday

Please remember

How much we love you

And honor your being

Honor your innocence

And honor your meaning

I got so used to seeing you everyday

I think that's why

Michael,

I'm missing you today

~rAiNcRiEs~

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