Series of poems: One Year Later pt 2
Piper
When I awoke this morning
I discovered that I was mourning
I could not find out the whys
Until I dried my eyes
Today is the anniversary of his death
Why, I question, couldn't I be there for his last breath
When he needed me
I was panicking and forced myself into premature labor with "mini-me"
God I miss him
But, one of these days, I will see him again
