the real treasure

When two of my treasures left this place.
their was nothing left in my face.
Want to ask god why,
coz no1 understood my cry.
Noe god wont letme down,
coz he does not like when people frown.
Now its gone thanks to u,
coz inspirations I took4 u.
Now am having Leisure,
writing about u, my real Tresure,
who has given me immense Pleasure.
U have a beautiful mind,
coz of wic ur kind.
Memories of u I will cherish,
coz of wic u wont perish.
To me there is no more weep,
and u have a promise to keep