A wooden clicking fan
hung slightly askew,
In a hot quaint cabin
spent that summer with you…
I remember your eyes,
how they looked up to me,
Now, you’ve grown up,
and you are taller than me…
I remember on the rope-swing,
how you would squeal with glee,
as you waved in flight to me,
before splashing into ripples of green…
Oh little darlin’
Don’t you remember that too?
Remember catching minnows,
& the gelato shop i brought you to?
Don’t you remember dancing in the rain?
& me making smoothies all summer through?
Well if you don’t remember anything else,
please remember that I love & adore you…
I remember one night,
you told me you wanted to be a saint.
Meredith, you know you still can be,
it is never ever too late…
Remember me brushing your
sweet little hairs with care?
remember me coaching your
soccer team with Dad there?
Dearest child, i will be honest,
i miss you so much i cry…
But, you should know things change,
just give it effort, prayers, & time
Please don’t tell me
about how sorry you are…
because we all have struggles,
And at 16, life is especially hard.
When i was 16 it was your adoration
that brought me through…
so there is no chance in the world,
i shall ever stop loving you…
I remember, baby girl…
before the troubles beget…
so my sweet angel sister,
don’t you dare forget…
you are still my angel.