4/25/23

The view I’ll miss the most

Is myself from your point of view.

Can we rewind? Go back just a bit in time?

To the day I was six,

Roasting marshmallows next to bonfires?

Or maybe just,

A time when -

Breathing was easy?

Cause I miss you,

And I have no idea what to do.

You said you were scared,

Now I understand why.

Some days it’s hard,

To just get by.

You raised me right though,

So I won’t give up.

Stubborn and emotional,

Two traits I got from you.

Sometimes it’s hard -

To go on without you.

But then I hear your voice,

Cut through thin air.

“Little girl, don’t cry,

You’re stronger than that.

Work smarter,

Not harder.”