It hasn’t been so long, you know.
Since I saw, your eyes aglow.
. . . They smiled a little smile for me.
You had your joy, you had your fun.
You had fifteen seasons in the sun.
. . . I didn’t know that you would leave me.
The backyard swing still sways lonely.
Since the day you rode it boldly.
. . . Save a swing sway there for me.
The more and more I think about you.
There was magical love all around you.
. . . The room is now empty, except for me.
Your love is in the trees, wind and snow.
Yes in the streams when I watch them flow.
. . . Heartache and regret, still follow me.
I’m sorry, I never spoke of the little details.
You were so busy with songs and puppy dog tails.
. . . I wish it were, six carryin’ me.
Written for a girl of nearly four. My son was born at the same time my lady friend had twin girls born, and I babysat all 3 quite often. One girl had neuroblastoma [cancer of the blood] and so I also helped them for her last 2 years, Kristen always had a smile, even as she lay with her body of orange, slowly passing.
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