I wonder if she'll ever come back.

Sometimes I hear her calling my name.

I fear I will forget her.

All the lonely times she had

And when I went there just to cheer her up.

Sometimes I forget the touch and feel

Of her soft arms hugging me

Over and over again.

I see her when I'm dreaming.

I say I don't think about her often,

But I think about her everyday.

She meant everything to me.

I really miss her.

I miss her pretend stories.

The last one she told

Was when we were sitting in the hospital.

I think it came true.

I hope she's happy in heaven.