Tribute & Poems

It has been a year now
since my girl was taken,
the pain does not cease.

I listen
she is not here,
I look
I do not see.

but do I feel her?
I feel her near me?
no, I feel a tear
as it runs down my face.

I feel an emptiness as I look
and she is not there
I see her
but only in my dreams.

and I miss her
every day of my life.

My love goes on,

Mom