year three

my sweet Lucy Selah
my goosey girl
my sunshine
you've now been gone from my arms longer than you were in them
and the unfairness of that all bears down on my soul

the world has moved on
new crisis, new drama
but I won't let your memory fade
I won't forget you
your beautiful brown eyes
your shocking blonde curls
those looks of yours
your cute baby voice
that sweet sass

I don't know why you had to suffer
I don't think I will ever fully understand any of it
you were so full of life
you had so much more to give
your brothers and sisters deserved more time
mom and dad needed more time

momma loves you forever and always
until we meet again
fly high, Goose