A Dreadful Birthday.

by Marta   Apr 2, 2004


The day you left,
Was a day,
Dedicated to me.
I'm sorry you had to leave
So very soon,
You were only five,
And I miss you so.
We buried you,
In a peaceful place,
Where the birds sing,
And the wood peckers pecked.
It's funny,
How one minute you were there,
And the next you were gone.
The day before you passed,
Was a night I will never,
Ever forget.
You sat with me,
Through the whole night,
And awoke with me,
Until mornings light.
You had gone,
I'm not sure,
Where you had left.
My mom came home,
With things,
I did not want to hear.
It's painful to know,
That you had gone,
Very, very far.
That day,
Was my birthday.
I miss you from this moment,
And I know you miss me too.
I wish you were here,
To spend this moment with me.
But I will just hope,
Hope you are watching over me.
So I will blow out my candles,
Knowing you are free.

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