This is a poem I thought up, and I thought I would give it a try. I am not a good poet, so I sincerely apologise if my poem makes your eyes bleed. I would love to hear feedback, that way I will know if you are still alive after reading this, and because I may decide to write more. But here goes nothing...
There isn't a day that goes by
That I don't think of you.
I stare up into the sky
And see you staring back.
I can see your sweet smile,
And I am again reminded
Of that dreadful day.
That day, my brother came to get me,
And I didn't want to go.
'Our father is missing,' he told me.
'And I need you to help me find him.'
I knew I shouldn't have left you,
But it was only for the weekend,
So what harm could it do?
How wrong I was to leave you,
When I knew your dreadful fate.
I saw it in my dreams,
Long before that night.
20 years ago that day,
My mother died,
By that same fire.
I don't remember that night,
But I know the pain,
Because I feel it
When I think of you.
I could have saved you,
I could have protected you,
But now, it's too late.
You are gone,
And I can't bring you back.
But every time I look up,
Every time I dream,
You will be there,
Always with me,
In my heart.