Leigh Ladd


Came Home In A Box


Why did you go,
Why did you have to leave?
The mere memories of you make me weep.

Just one more day at home,
Someone else would have taken your place,
I would still every day get to see your face.

The last kiss on my lips,
With your smile etched in my mind,
You told me everything would be just fine.

Holding on tightly you had to let go first,
Walking away I remember the look on your face,
When you suddenly turned around and made chase.

You said you had forgotten something important,
Held my face in your hands as I began to cry,
Gently you wiped the tears from my eyes.

You spoke words that I had never heard you say,
Fate and destiny brought me to you,
No matter what may happen I should never be blue.

Bending down to speak to my rounded tummy,
You told our unborn that love he will never lack,
That you two would talk more when you came back.

You told me you love me and would be home before Christmas,
I never thought it would have been in a cardboard box,
My heart is broken and now I am lost.

Submitted: Monday, December 11, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, December 08, 2010

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