A Godmother’s Prayer

You are life’s greatest treasure,
a warmth of happiness radiates with every smile.
The love for you, cannot be measured,
please stay young awhile.

Never lose that sparkle in your eye.
Keep close all your hopes and dreams,
and never let the little things pass by.
Remember God’s love will always beam.

Never be afraid to be you.
You will come across moments in life when you are sad or angry
but, have no fear you will get through,
with the help and love of your family.

So if you stick to some of these guidelines
I know you can always stay true you, Carmine.

Writing with You

Ink black to blue
writing trying to connect to you.
Finger to finger,
your soul still lingers.
Words you thought you’d never write
somehow take form to ignite.
Hand in hand, guiding me along,
it’s like having you near me all day long.
Even though you are my loss,
You will live on within this cross pen.

©Alissa Vreeland, 2017.

Could, Could Have, Cannot

I cannot undo what is already done
No thread I can reattach to be connected to you.
No button to press to have you reappear.
No bargaining plea to have you here with me.

When we were younger They would say anything is possible
But, clearly they chose to forget to mention this.
This defeating feeling at not making all things possible.
It’s a force of nature I cannot control.

With a little help of this force I could go back and
say the things I needed to say,
change all the bad to good,
Never make you feel anything less than loved.

I could see your blue eyes shine bright, once more.
Cherish your arms around me, once more.
Breathe in your scent, once more.
Once more, I could be with you.

You could call out my name, once more.
kiss me, once more
say that you love me, once more.
Once more, we could be one.

We could.
We could have.
We cannot.
I cannot undo what is already done.

 

©Alissa Vreeland, 2017.