Monday, March 13, 2017

Try This 8.9

"No I swear I am okay." I knew this day was coming, I knew you were going to be there, and I was going to be there, and we were all going to be there. Staring at you. Smiling, crying, loving, being at peace. I was scared, my heart hurt. Your hand was still, your suit laid perfect.  There you were grey haired, pale. I wasn't afraid of you, I was afraid for you. Just being there, the wood was shiny, I could see my reflection in the oak. The gold stood out, I looked into it, and I could see the sadness, the tired faces, the heartbreak, looking back at me. White, red, blue, yellow, roses, to many. The pictures, I look, and I remember the time. I would watch you play softball with Daddy, and I would smile, now i will see them play softball, and I will cry.  I wanted it to be over, go home, go home, you go home, and I will go home. No more hurt. and no more pain. No more I'm sorry, please stop saying I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you are saying sorry. Number 23 everywhere, crying but smiling because he's happy. He smiles in heaven, he smiles because the cancer is over. He smiles because we are here, and he smiles because I love him too. Baseball heaven looks good on you, and so does heaven too. Don't be afraid because I'm  not afraid of you, I'm afraid for you.

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