I seen the missed calls and thought how much she must have grumbled
How with the numbers her delicate fingers must have fumbled
The pretty glow on her face would have been a tint of pink
The scolding I would now get I dare not think!
As much as I dreaded the talk that would then follow
I wanted to hear my girl’ sweet Hello!
The call went dead away from reach
I grew anxious, with what my girl would now preach.
The anxiety grew, with every passing hour
I shouldn’t have let me girl go alone so far
Hours went through and my phone didn’t ring
I knew not calling, was not her thing!
The night was quiet, way past midnight
My buzzing phone woke me up with a fright
A friend on the other end was sobbing bad
The news that followed was worse than sad
My girl was hurt, hurt real bad
I ran out with all the strength I ever had
The drive was long, the road was damp ;
I was getting pulled into my sorrow like a swamp
The sight ahead was blinking blue and red
The sirens, paramedics and the scene looked worse than the friend had said.
Lay on the stretcher , the love of my life,
Someday I would have loved her to be my wife
Her voice was feeble, her breath was low ;
I wished the time , would now run slow
As much as it hurt, she did scold;
While I could only hug and hold
” You missed my calls love, I did want to speak”
She had a pale smile through her hurt; her loving voice now creaked
I held her close and cradled her face- My baby should know, beside me is her place!
I kissed her forehead for long while my heart hastily broke
The wind was gnashing my wounds open with each stroke
This Girl , her smile and her crazy sense of humor
Time zoomed passed my eyes, every scene,her every little baby talk, her angry gibberish murmur
Her annoyance when I irritated
Her cold stare when I knowingly flirted
Her wanting me to praise her every morning
Her wanting to say ‘I love you’ after every call
To bring all this back today, I would give my all
Give my all and a lot more! Lord, please get my girl back like before…..
She breathed her last in my arms, I cried out loud, blamed the Almighty in my anguish, How can on his child he be so hard?
My Girl is gone, so is the Love I ever had!
I had a girl and her love once and now it is all gone
I never believed in heaven before, but now I know there is one!
If you can still hold your girl in your arms, believe me , you are one of the lucky few
My Girl, breathed her last through her eyes, For her lips were still whispering, Babe, I love you!