Tag: daughter

Squeak squeak

At first I thought it strange noises coming from the kitchen knowing you should be sound asleep and so I blew it off until same sound echoed down the hall and then I sat up wondering. Slowly I removed myself from bed tiptoed down the hall to look and see and there you were, dancing barefoot on the tiles, squeak…

her beauty lives on

On days when darkness arrives and water fills within my eyes I need only look at this photo that once was in color but now truly shows her beauty lives on.

I assumed

I assumed life would be color full not this distorted gray with sleepless hours ticking by leaving my mind vacant of heart times. Yes, I assumed you would be here too my child..