You

Saw Swedish Fish and thought of you
My daughter, one and only.
That used to be your thing.

I want to be where you are right now
If only to be near you.
I want to take your problems away.

You, yes independent.
You, grown and own your own.
You. I miss you.

Would that the earth spin back
And have me see what you needed.
And have tools to help you.

Would that I have cuddled
Tickled you more
Though you said it didn’t cause you to laugh.

Would that I could fix this.
Yet I wait.
Knowing you – independent of me
Are going through this.

Would that you awake tomorrow
Healed, no longer struggling.
Your sweet spirit returned to you.

I love you,

Your mother.