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Can anyone tell me how; when grave tragedy happens?
How to explain to a three year old; that her daddy is never coming back.
All the great times; that we always had together are over.
How do you tell your baby; that memory's is all she has.
That there is no restart, we can't pick up where we left off; it's just over.
I can't leave out my precious little boy; whom at the time was one month old; when his dad
died. It is sad, that he will never know the wonderful man, that was his father.
I know this is more of a diary entry, than a poem.
I felt like I needed to put something out there for people to know; there is hurt but there is
hope. I'm a young, widowed mother of two and it's been very hard.
Somehow though, we are overcoming our hardships.
It was hard to let go but for the love of my children I have done so.
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