From the Ground
I wish you could hear me
Telling you my journeys good and bad
I share them both even though you are gone
I stand here now wishing you could hear me
From the ground.
I wish you could see me holding these photos
Of the people you never got to meet
Since you were taken too soon
Now I stand here wishing you could see
From the ground.
I wish you could smell the rose I hold
The yellow one that still just can’t match your smile
Or the light you brought into the world
I wish you could smell the rose with me
From the ground.
I wish you could taste my tears
That I still cry for you because you are gone
Then I would know you remember that I love you forever
But I know you no longer have pain
From the ground.
Jen Morgan
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