My Daughter
My daughter was six when she drowned
In a lake of cold, dark water
Whoever said, "Time heals all wounds"
Never lost a son or daughter
She had long brown hair
And big blue eyes
A parent mourns forever
When their child dies
Forty three years have passed
Since that awful day
I so miss what might have been
Maybe a grandchild along the way
I hoped someday
My heart would heal
But even after all these years
The pain is still so real.
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