Is the poem I wrote a sonnet?
My aunt has cancer, i don't know how, i sit and wonder why.
I get mad at God and often say i hate him.
I know its not his fault, but who am i supposed to blame,
its all just bad shame.
I walk to see her on her bed, in pain, holding on to her cane.
I give her a smile and she smiles back,
I know it wont be long till she gets back to her mom my grandma.
You never think it will it happen till it does,
then you just sit there in shock, and hope for the best.
You find out there is 2 months till she gets to end her pain.
It's good for her but bad for us she leaving us here on earth.
We stand by her grave all in tears as a father, brothers, sisters, aunt, husband, and a mother.
it is not fare but she is were she needs to be.
I will always remember how she made me feel when i was around her,
I will always remember the smell when i was around her,
I will especially remember all the great times we had with her and
I will never forget her and her smile.
I will miss her and I am really mad,
I don't know how to express how i feel
I just want to crawl in a hole and never come out
to have her be hear with me forever.
1 answer
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/text/sonnet
(I like your poem!)