ROAR
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
The distant roar
The grain of sand
I want to hold your hand
I need you to walk through the door
I put a shell to my ear
It’s your voice I can hear
Your laughter blows in the wind
Your smile is in the sun
You’re free to run
In pastures green
My darling Princess will become a queen
I look to the ocean
For a second it’s an evil potion
I remember the emotion
Knock to my world
My little girl
Hair of gold
Words in a swirl
They said you had gone
Couldn’t carry on
Your heart stopped in fright
On that cold January night
In shock
My insides did lock
Words said to me I wanted to block
You weren’t coming back to me
A life full of misery
How could I go on?
Looking at still water
So green and calm
How could that have taken my daughter?
And why?
I look to the sky
I need answers
Always the chancer
Never played safe
Why did you go out that night?
“Stay in where it’s warm?”
But you were a free spirit
If you had stayed just for one more minute?
Would that have saved
you?
Ocean so blue
These words are true
You took my baby
Into your night so navy
A salted mermaid
It’s you I hate
How long do I wait
To hear your explanation
Where is my daughter’s destination?
My heart is in threads
My darling child is dead
Because of you
This view
In front of me
They call it the sea
It’s the devil to me
Nothing good about it
Here I sit
Upon a rock
Bitter blades bruise my gaze
In the foggy haze
I pray
My daughter will return one day
This will have all been a nightmare
Yes, I see her now, she’s there
The salt bites at my lips
My feet in the icy water dips
I put out my arms to touch her
But I’m pulled back by her father
He holds me we breakdown
We fall to the ground
Don’t care who is around
They know us
They fuss
Try to help
But among the kelp
Is footprints
I hope my princess meets with her Prince
Fiona Cummings ©
For the family of
Caitlin Ruddy
R.I.P little girl.
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