Smiling back

I never really knew her
Only visited once a blue moon
But I think it makes it harder
That she passed away so soon

Sometimes when I’m excited
Or depressed and all alone
I look up at the sky and think
I wish she was never gone

I wonder what it would be like
If she saw me one last time
She wouldn’t see that little girl
But the woman I’ve become

But I know she’s watching down on me
And sees my every move
that’s why I smile back at her
As if she never moved