You were Calling

May 22, 2011
Sun setting,
cherry blossoms falling,
I came here
because you were calling.
But how could you call me?
for you are locked in an eternal sleep.
Oh how I wish I could see,
what it's like to be
in a box inside the earth.
So I could be with you,
just us two.
Stroking your grave,
I began to leave.
I must be brave,
for you and me and,
our baby.

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