This is my first attempt at a poem; Also, please don't be that person that reports this, because poetry is technically english. The poem is dedicated to a family member of mine that recently passed. Please tell me what you liked/disliked about my poem: 'Everyday I think about you, the wound in my heart rips deeper, Any day without you seems a day without hope, like a mountain climber without any rope, nothing there, empty space, nothing in my eyes but your face, the face that will never talk with me again, never will laugh, never smile...but I like to think that you are in a better place, up above, maybe with a pure white dove, keeping you company, until it is my turn to leave this earth, the we shall laugh with mirth, at the people down below, fretting with earthly matters, but until they climb the golden ladder, never shall they know what sad lives they lead, no, they shall never know, until their dead.'

This poem describes my pain of loss, and how me and them will see each other in the end.