Happy Birthday

Happy birthday,     my love… Soon it will be April 15,     your birthday… It’s so hard not being with you,     now or any other day… But especially today… We always had such fun,     celebrating each other’s birthdays,           remember? We used to laugh,     and sing,           (although you couldn’t sing worth a hoot) And how I miss     that quirky little laugh           of yours… Just a short time ago     would have been our 9th           wedding anniversary… Remember what we used to say     to each other on our anniversary? I do very well… I’d come up to you,     and ask you, ”Honey, would you still?” Or maybe you would ask the same of me… And after all that had gone on,     the answer was,           including that last anniversary,               always “absolutely” Then that awful day,     just over 1 and a half years ago, When you went away,     with the angels,           never to return… No one but me really knows     how much I wanted           to join you then,               and sometimes still do… Yes, I’ve moved on… Yes, I’ve found new love… Yes, I’m happy,     and so is our daughter. Such a happy girl,     such a wonderful influence on me… Little does she know     how close she came           to loosing us both… You’d be proud of her,     good grades,           good attitude in life,               even with all that’s happened… We’ve moved back home,     started a new life,           and are settling in,               once again… As I have said before,     you will never be far from my thoughts,           your name will always be near my tongue… Just please wait for me… Be there to help me     cross over to the other side,           where you are now… Happy birthday, to you… © Jonathan Wikkins April 12, 2002 Revised February 19, 2008 All Rights Reserved in honor of my late wife Carolyn, for what would have been her 49th birthday Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 12 2002 11:41 AM PST, David Michael Shurtleff   angst