July 2010 - for Tia Vonka (Veronika)
The sight of your smile,
the softness of your locks,
remain imprisoned in pictures,
engraved in their minds.
They bring you along
wherever they go;
with memories of life
and tales of love…
About how you fell
in the arms of a man
who stole all your youth
and caused you great pain.
What if you had kept
what was to be yours?
It came all too soon,
and was gone before noon.
I wish I could see
your smile and hers.
Identical joy
and shiny bright eyes.
But you left far too soon
and left nothing behind
but poetry rhymes
that I wish could be mine.
I hear how they whisper
about wanting to regain
the fresh little memories
of your laughs and your tears.
But here I am now:
missing you more,
missing you and the baby,
like never before.
You never could tell me,
(you never even knew)
that I’d dream of a world
with you in it too.
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