My missing girl

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I haven't forgotten you,
even though you never made it
everyday I still wonder
what you would have added to my life.

A blow to the stomach crucified my dreams
I was told it wasn't to be but......
this was not your doing
fate is never that cruel.

It is said you visit me,
you warn me about dangers
I know you try and fix my mind
but these thoughts only muddy my imagination.

I believe it is possible to be proud,
of a daughter who didn't make it,
I can be proud of who you could have been
each regret a knife to my heart.

My girl, you don't need to be angry
your face may be missing from family albums
your name erased from greeting cards,
but I will never stop whispering your existence.

I have your memories tattooed onto my soul.

(dedicated to my missing daughter, she was lost to us through
a blow to my wife's stomach, She would be a difficult teen now,
I would take that right now, compared to the pain of losing her.)