Each morning I wake up
And it hits me again
That my darling sweet girl is no longer here
The shadow of grief follows me
All through the day
Hanging over my head
While I try to go through the motions of living
There are moments
Very brief moments
When I am able to focus
When I am able to smile
But they are short lived
And the shadow of grief wraps me in its cloak
And plummets me back into the depths of despair
I long for the day
When those moments can be strung together
When there is happiness equal to the sorrow
But that doesn’t feel right either
My daughter died
How can there be joy
When the one I want to share it with
Is no longer here