i held in my hand, and,
i photographed Her at the playground
and we made castles in the sand
although she still walks this earth
it is too sad to speak of her birth
does She know how much she is missed?
does She care that I still exist?
will the grieving ever end?
will my heart ever mend?
And most of all
did HE learn
that when you lie you lose
when you deceive to get your way
it ends up as a cold, hurtful ruse
Darling Daughter I just want you back
please face the truth and together, we’ll attack
for i not only lost You,
i lost your Brother, too,
and though one son remains,
parenthood can never be the same
do You understand
that i had to put those playground photos away
that i yearn for you every day
that i cry and I despise and wait for the demise
of the cancer-encrusted lies, lies, lies
--CRONIN DETZZ
