For Elizabeth |
By Blake Westfall |
Yesterday, your big sister threw
three pennies in a fountain. She called her wishes out in turn, the first was for your quick return. I started to explain that you could not but stopped because I know not Whether you can or whether you can’t. I like her wish a lot, so I stopped. Whether that wish could come true or not, You don’t have to come back because you never left Our hearts. I know your tremendous fighting spirit, the spirit only I knew so well, is gone But the memory of you will linger on. Your father and I held your little body with such sadness for your passing And such joy and pride in your beauty and grace. Why were you taken away when you promised so much joy? Why were you taken away when we all wanted you so? I guess we’ll never know. Love from all of us, Mom, Dad and Veronica |