We Lost Her In November
She was a doll
Always wore a smile
Her laugh set fairies on fire
She was the best
We all loved her
She had cancer though
She was only twelve
We made a large card
To send to Mayo Clinic
Where she had been for two weeks
We all loved her
She was a favorite classmate
Treasured more every day
We lost her in November
The same month as my grandmother
Two funerals in one month
I was twelve
Worst month of my life
When I lost her, I lost my innocence.
Until that minute
I did not know
That death came for children.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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