Saturday, 28 March 2015
Will you be there?
I wish I knew
I wish I’d known
I’d have held your hand
Held your heart
Told you things
Made you safe
But I didn’t know
I couldn’t know
So let me tell you now…
I loved you
You loved me
I have a cool
Family
I found a man
As nice as you
I’m all grown up
My girl is 2
She’d tell you that
If you were here
Stand on her toes
She has no fear
You would say
How old are you?
And she would giggle
I’m only 2
My eldest boy
He’s nearly 7
He doesn’t know
That you’re in heaven
But he would say
She’s turning 3
She has a birthday
Just like me
What will you buy me?
Will it be great?
Will you give me something?
When I turn 8
You’d like them Dad
I did good
Just like you told me
That I should
I’ve missed you lots
And moved on too
But there’s one thing
I need you to do…
Will you be there Dad?
I’m worried about Mum
Will you meet her Dad?
When it’s time to come
Will you hold her hand?
Tell her she’s alright?
Will you watch her Dad?
When she sleeps at night
She seems so old
It snuck up on us
I don’t want to make
A “Caroline fuss”
I just need to know
She won’t be alone
When it’s time for Mum
To
Come
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2 comments:
your writing is so beautiful and full of powerful thoughts; just like you.
Joni I want to hug you for all your support - your words always mean so much to me. We are all so fragile when we share what's real - and you always understand that! XX
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