To You Poem by Paloma Castaneda

I will never understand why you had to leave.
Still, I try to puzzle pieces together, hoping
to find an answer; yet somehow, I am always
unsuccessful. Maybe ou were needed somewhere
else. Maybe some other little girl needed you. I hear
stories and see pictures, but none of the memories
seem to register. It is a shame that I never got the
chance to know the real you, only through the words
of others. I close my eyes and try to imagine what
you look like, but all I come up with is a face of gray.
It just isn't fair, how you could be torn away from
me with a snap of their fingers, but then again, life
is never fair. Not a day goes by that I don't dream
about what it would be like, with you in my life. I
know it would be better.