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She lacks the light in her eyes, the hint of a smile that I’ve come to know

There is only so much joy a body can hold

I miss her

You don’t know what it’s like up here

She seems peaceful now, at rest

More than that, love, I am overjoyed

Life was unfair to her

So it was, but that pain has died with me

She always tried to life live to its fullest

I’m more alive now than I’ve ever been

I can almost sense her here beside me

Yes, I am here; I will always be here

Almost hear her laugh, see her beautiful curls bounce as she runs

I remember that hot August day

Her temper grew until it boiled over as I chased her with the hose

I wanted it to last forevermore

She’s not the same anymore

You’re right, I am so much more

She’s not animated

There’s so much you cannot see

Upon her departure, I am lost

Upon death’s arrival, I am found

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