From the Ground

I wish you could hear me Telling you my journeys good and bad I share them both even though you are gone I stand here now wishing you could hear me From the ground. I wish you could see me holding these photos Of the people you never got to meet Since you were taken too soon Now I stand here wishing you could see From the ground. I wish you could smell the rose I hold The yellow one that still just can’t match your smile Or the light you brought into the world I wish you could smell the rose with me From the ground. I wish you could taste my tears That I still cry for you because you are gone Then I would know you remember that I love you forever But I know you no longer have pain From the ground. Jen Morgan