Nearly nineteen long years, You graced my life; Til the reaper came, With sickle and knife;
Your silence is stunning, Your absence extreme; Every second of every day, Is crushing and mean;
My daughter, my love, The wind in my sails; Taken from me abruptly, Snuck through heaven's veil;
How am I expected, To continue living, When all around me, Is pain and misgiving?
In still, ebbing moments, I remember your voice; Your laugh, your whisper, In this deep, numbing void;
That has become, My new sentence to bear; When all I want, Is to have you back here;
You were everything precious, A sweet gift from God; That was ripped from my grasp, Buried under the sod;
I love you, I break for you, You're the blood in my veins; I beg for an answer, To make life seem humane;
But I know oh too well, The truth of this dark place; I will miss you until, We reunite in God's grace.