She’s Gone but She Used to be Mine
For my girl who flew
For Millie
It’s not simple to say
Most days, I don’t recognize me
That this sadness fixation
holds me in place
makes me forsaken
Your sisters taken
more than I gave you
It’s not easy to know
I’m not anything
like I used to be
Although it’s true
I was better before the terror
I still remember my girl
She flourished, her keen eyes
So much to endure, she cried
A simple misstep
She was broken and couldn’t be fixed
She wasn’t lucky, but she was wild
She was wired, but she lived
All this dug up and embraced in a luminal sky
She is gone, but she used to be mine
And it’s not what I asked for
Sometimes life, just slips in, through the back door
And offers a surgeon, makes you believe what they can do
But it wasn’t true
And you weren’t what we asked for
If I’m honest, you were so much more than that
For a chance to start over and live life with you
For my girl that flew
Your too small plexus, weren’t enough
A blood clot that bursts, Your body gave up
The daffodils bloomed, and happiness delude
Arrest I can’t speak of
then, we were dumbstruck
And be stunned by the life that’s inside her
Growing stronger each day
’Till it took her away
To fight she was so little,
to bring her back…. is my wish,
My baby is gone, but she used to be mine
Oh, She used to be mine
She wasn’t lucky, but she was wild
She was wired, but she lived
All this dug up and embraced in her funeral sky
She is gone, but she used to be mine
About the Creator
A Lady with a Pen
Caroline Robertson's, books are beloved by both adults and children alike for their illustrations and engaging stories. She takes readers on an adventure, giving them the opportunity to explore different cultures, settings, and characters.
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