Glass Tears Poem by Lesa MRK

I can hear you...
The familiar sound of your voice,
So soft,
But it's not really you.

I can see you...
An image so clear,
But it's just a broken mirror,
I'm looking through.

Oh, please, tell me,
I'll see you again.
Tell me I can hug you,
My dear little friend.

Teardrops are falling,
Wanting you near....
Just one glimpse,
Of that face so dear.

Little one, I remember,
All the times so few.
And I recall all the joy,
The sweetest laugh from you.

Believe these words,
I love you endlessly,
Have them be a memory...
Of what used to be.

I miss you so,
Every laugh, every smile.
I recall parting tears,
A tear for every mile.

No matter where I go,
How many children I shall meet,
You are the best...
No one else could be that sweet.

(1983? ? ?)