Nine Months Later

It was nine months to the day
We got that phone call
How bad it was
They would not say.

Our hearts in our throats
To the hospital we drove
Praying and hoping
That it was not really you

You left our house
Just the night before
Saying “I love you”
“See you tomorrow.”

Had I know then
What was to come
I would not have let you
Leave the comfort of my arms.

I sat here last night
Watching that door
Remembering that night
And wishing for more.

I wish I had stopped you
I wish you were here
I wish you had stayed
Of that I am sure.

This poem sure sucks
Of that I admit
I cannot find the words
To express how I feel

It does not rhyme
It rambles and twists
And that is the point
It goes on just as my head and my heart at this point.

We can’t bring you back
We can’t change the past
But I want to, I want to
You’re our daughter
And I just want you back.