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Little Brown Eyes I miss my little brown eyes, she was my life. She was the whole reason I woke up in the morning, the reason why I kept breathing. I would wake up and go into her room and she would be smiling, and greet me with her sweet little voice, 'good morning Mommy'. Ill never forget her gorgeous face. But she was taken from me. Taken from the streets... It all happened so fast, all I could hear was screams and cries,and the familiar sound of bullets shattering glass, I jumped as fast as I could to save her, but I was too late, she was already an angel. She was gone. All I could see was blood and soon I blacked out, all I remember after that was the ambulences coming and trieng to see if my prima was ok. Now theyre rushing me to the hospital, but no this cant happen. She cant be gone, you cant take her away. Dont put that sheet over her shes only 1 1/2 yrs old!! Shes too young to die, shes my mija. Please stop. I remember yelling. But no one listened. As they took her away. If god really wants some one take me, take me!! Maybe I deserve to die, but not her please. Then the chotas come and try to question me. Their voices seem so far away. I just want my baby back, to hug and to kiss, to play with and laugh with but never again.... I lost her,myself and my husband at the same time, all because of some color. I love her so much and miss her, she was and still is my little brown eyes.... lil angel |