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An Explanation
Oct 13, 2002
An Explanation
LindaC
We count off the days of our grief.
No one else will understand
The need to count how long
Or if we have made any progress.
Two months have passed
And still there is so much pain.
I thought I'd be feeling better
And could deal with everything.
When I forget myself and allow myself time to think
I think of all the things you will miss.
Your daughter will grow up without you.
You won't be there to hold her when she is hurt.
You won't see her report cards.
You can't meet her boyfriends,
Walk her down the aisle
Or hold your first grandchild.
Do you know how those of us you left grieve?
Do you know the pain we feel?
Do you see my endless nights filled with tears?
Can you tell me how to get through today?
You have gone and I am left here.
I count the days since your senseless death.
I am left with a pain that knows no ending.
Please explain to me why I am here and you are there.
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