“She sat beside me, To feel safe, Loved, At peace, Never understanding, It was her, That allowed me, To radiate, Those exquisite things. She is there now, As she always is, Smiling, Fawning, At my side. If one listens closely, You can surely hear her song, In each word I write. Her song, The Orchestra, To my Symphony. The Steps to my Dance. The beauty of my smile, The Light in my eyes, The Endless giggles. The insatiable search, For words, To do justice, Such a lovely song. I will never stop failing. Your Ode will be written, Lasting, Breathless, Worthy. I know she's there, Right beside me, And I smile, As her and I, Together cry...”
