This is dedicated to Jordan, Sydney, and any parent who has lost a child only to gain another
In character, I smiled so wide
In truth, I hid my truth
You died inside my arms
A truth no passing year could sooth
The world, no consolation
Hearts authentic as they were
They could not recreate you
Nor make death a fading blur
I cried myself awake
The tears just oozing out my pores
You died, it made me question
Why I still lived in this world
I felt potential razors
Drawing blood like needles stacked
Until I fully realized
I’d never have you back
But back I was a parent
On the fifteenth day of June
Some fifteen years ago this day
She never came too soon
I needed to draw tears
I needed time to cry you out
I needed to need love again
To know what it’s about
Now she, your younger sister
Is the truth within my eyes
And you are the apt pupil
Bringing light from rainy skies
Your death, a time of struggle
Whilst I wondered who I was
Her birth, a happy ending
That allowed me to be us
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