A Threnody To Lourdes Poem by Jaxsun Castro Horn

“Papa! Papa! Do you miss me? ”
Yes I do honey.
“I miss mama too! ”
Mama misses you.

“Can you sing me a song,
or did I do something wrong? ”
I’d rather clasp you near
and whisper 'Im sorry' to your ear.

“Papa, what do you mean? ”
Child, ’tis all a dream
and much to our shame.
Our unborn Lourdes, is your name.

[13 years afterward I still lament
not one second without regret
I can not forget without restore
each morrow our eyes down pour]

“Mommy! Daddy, please don’t cry!
I don’t care why, don’t say goodbye.”
Lourdes, our hearts absent piece,
our beloved CHILD rest in peace.