Monday, March 8, 2010

Gone...


We would be nothing
If not for you.
We would die
If you were gone.
I would not carry on...
Every thing that I know would be lost.
My core of self would be lost .
My shining sun on those cloudy days.
Would be lost...

I just witnessed my daughter climb up my chair and onto my desk. We have ceramic tile for flooring, I'm sure had we not caught her this would have ended horribly....

2 comments:

  1. Gulp, that makes me sick to think about. Thank goodness it did not end badly. The poem is moving and makes me want to hug everyone I love. I love you and am sending you a hug until tomorrow.

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