Thursday, April 23, 2015

I Wonder

Margaret Bruce Stirling 

I wonder if you’re looking down at me
From way up high above the trees

I wonder if you see the tears in my eyes
When I think of you and break down and cry

I wonder if you know how much I miss you so
Why of why did you have to go

I wonder if you hear my words
Talking to your picture, is that absurd

I wonder if you’re beside me
On the days I need a mother to be

I wonder if I’ll see you again
When I go to heaven in the end

©April 23, 2015 Susan Zutautas

This poem was written for Finish the Sentence Friday The prompt "I Wonder"