Memories in my head that linger
Turning back the pages in my head
Thoughts that weigh on me like lead
Slowly the cigarette burns down
In my head I picture the gown
Drifting back to the day
When our love gave way
To life spent together
Days filled with one another
I open my eyes to see the yellow stains
Nicotene and the heat causing pains
All I can do is stare
Wishing instead of ash your hand was there
Instead a small hand fills mine
Those tiny fingers slowly entwine
"Daddy, please don't cry"
"Mommy never got to say good bye"
She takes my hand to her chest
"Mommy is in here where we can't forget"
