A heart once whole begins to weep.
For echoes of laughter, a loving light,
Have faded softly into the night.
Once hand in hand we danced through days,
In laughter’s glow and loving rays.
But time, that thief, has pulled apart,
The threads that wove our tender hearts.
Words, like petals, drift afar,
Where once they bloomed, now a distant star.
A voice I long to hear once more,
As memories gather, soft and sore.
What bridge was burned? What path was lost?
Each moment weighed a heavy cost.
I search for reasons, my heart asks why,
And wonder why love said good-bye.
Yet, hope, a flicker in the gloom,
Reminds me still that flowers bloom.
In seasons harsh, through winters blue,
Life finds a way - dreams do come true.
So here I stand with arms open wide,
A heart that longs with love inside.
For though the silence aches and stings,
I hold the faith that mending brings.
Dear daughter, if you hear this plea,
Know that my heart still beats for thee.
In time may words like rivers flow,
And heal the wounds we both must know.
Until that day, I’ll guard the flame,
Of love unspoken, yet the same.
For bonds, though frayed, can be restored,
And in my heart you’re still adored.
--Carolyn B., Adult