“But know this; the ones that love us never really leave us.”
-Sirius Black, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
MY BABY’S MAD AT ME
She’s mad at me for leaving our home,
She said I had promised to never leave her alone.
But baby, life happens, and when it does,
Gotta take a deep breath and trudge, trudge, trudge.
She cursed at me, the picture in the frame,
She spent nights awake, weeping with the rain.
But baby, no one weeps harder than I up here,
I, who wants nothing more than to dry your tears.
She cried again, kneeling on the grass,
Baby it’s time to move on, what’s past is past.
Just know I held on, I fought, I tried,
I lost but I’m okay, baby dry your eyes.
I know you’re lost and confused and scared,
I know we both thought I would always be there.
But baby you don’t need me to live your life,
I trust you, I know you, you’ll do just fine.
But if you ever need me, know I’ll always be around,
To help you take a step, to help you up from the ground.
So don’t be mad and give me a smile,
I’m still around, and I’ll be staying a while.
Don’t be sad, and always stay strong,
Because baby, I’ve been home all along.
© Jade M. Wong 2016
Reposted for Writer’s Quote Wednesday, with another prompt of poetry. Good timing too because I’ve been dusting off my old poems. This week, I’ve decided to repost an old poem of mine, inspired by a friend’s loss.