March 30, 2022
You sat me down and told me the news
Said your brain is ill, but you'll be okay soon.
I was too young to understand this could be the end,
You pushed me away, never made amends.
I still remember the day, a Wednesday afternoon.
Mark your calendars for November 6th,
The day we'd see you soon.
I sit and stew, thinking about her
The life she lived and the person we once knew.
Lost in this life with no roadmap without you
But, I think she'd want you to:
Live through your hearts desire,
Love like hearts don't break,
Look ahead and don't turn back,
As if she'd make it to see another day.
They said everything happens for a reason,
But give me a reason to bring her back.
All I remember is the bearer of bad news,
Now I always feel the mid-day blues.