It wasn't enough time
She was innocent and sweet.
She had a smile with which no one could compete.
And her laugh it just couldn't be beat.
Her hair was so blonde it was almost white.
Life with her felt so right.
I never got to show her how to fly a kite.
Her eyes were the deepest blue.
Every day with her was brand new.
I feel so empty, I pray she doesn't feel that way too.
If I could just have one more day.
With her I would just play and play.
In that day I would always want to stay.
I'm not sure where we go when we die.
But I hope they gave her wings and she can fly.
Sometimes I think I can still hear her cry.
I know its all in my head.
Because I was there, I know she's dead.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish that fate had taken me instead.
She died to young.
Her life had just begun.
We were having so much fun.
I have dreams of her running free and wild.
It's not natural to out live your child.
I was blessed to have had her, if only for a little while.
S.N.M.
I miss you
