16th june

It would have been your birthday,

The sixteenth day of June.

I dream of what I would have seen—Your smile, your eyes, your soul.

Tiny feet wandering our apartment

Screams at night

Your tears becoming mine

I long to breathe your scent,

To hold your tiny hands,

The fragrance of innocence.

Someone I want to protect,

Someone I pray to know.

You never touched the world,

But You left your fingerprints

On my aching heart, forever,

Endlessly apart.

And a part of me died, too

After I had lost you.

So on this day in June,

I send my thoughts to you,

To a soul I never knew. But would die to do.