Shania Seenarine

This I can say. (For Shania). Carlos A. Gutierrez May 01, 2019
I got a letter In the mail, didn’t know what it was,
I opened it yesterday, and saw your name,
Life is not fair, and now it won’t ever be the same,
It said you were gone and they offered to help with this pain,
I’m writing you this and sharing it with your family and friends,
I can’t stop reading the letter over and over again,
I wish beyond all things and to God himself to rewrite the way the letter ends,
This I can say,
There are moments your parents won’t forget,
This I can say,
They’ll remember your favorite meals and unstoppable desserts,
This I can say,
When the last tooth fell out and the tooth fairy retired,
This I can say,
When each summer ended and the new fall came,
And you got ready for school like athletes get ready for the big game.
The ice cream that missed the mouth,
The smelly shoes and dirty socks,
The uncombed hair,
The psychedelic outfit,
The Halloween stare,
All the things you hid under the stairs,
And all the times you thought you were right,
Your parents let it slide, to avoid a fight,
This I can say,
We won’t stop thinking of you each and every day,
This I can say,
With tears streaming from my soul,
With a sadness I do not want to own,
How I wish you never left,
How I wish you were home,
This is all I Can say.
How I wish you were home.