I Miss You, I Miss You, I Miss You

I Miss You, I Miss You, I Miss You
4-10-15

October the third is finished, it’s gone,
But the memories of you are still here, so strong.
They flitter and flutter around in the light
And threaten to pillage and plunder my night.
You’re caught in my attention, stuck there like glue;
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I do.

October the third is over, it’s done,
But I still see that still heart of yours, my dear son.
I hear doctor’s words: “I can’t find a beat”,
And I remember him pacing, the sound of his feet.
You’re caught in my mind, stealing my joy;
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you my boy.

October third has vanished; missing presumed dead,
But the words ‘D&C’ still flash in my head.
When I tell that to people, tell them that fact,
They assume I aborted, but I couldn’t step back
And let him decide the fate of someone he hated:
So I took on his hate, and your love; somehow it was fated.
But while I don’t miss his company, or his words harsh and rude,
I miss you baby angel. I miss you. I miss you.

October the third, what a terrible day,
When your life ceased and they took you away.
When your name ceased to exist on family’s lips
And you became a whispered expression; “RIPs”.
But my Beanie, my James, my love and my heart,
I live for the day when we’re no longer apart.
And I hope, up in Heaven, you’re looking down here,
For I miss you, I miss you, I miss you my dear.