To Whom It May Concern

She got up this morning,
sun shining through the blind,
she took a look in the mirror,
and something struck her mind.

You weren't there to see her wake,
she didn't see your smile,
hoping that this is only a fake,
that you've been absent all this while.

She went into work today,
kids running through the halls,
she look at plans for the day,
and it is sad when nobody calls.

She got in her car to go home today,
on the radio she heard a song,
it reminded her of you,
and how hurtful it is when you're gone.

She went out with friends tonight,
smiled and wore a brave face,
for all she really wants with all her might,
is to have u in this place.

She gets troubled by sadness and fear,
ones which won't disappear,
what's the point of all this?,
what's the point when you never appear.

She went to sleep that night,
tried so hard for the days ahead,
it gives her a slam of fright,
you're not there on your side of the bed.

She got up this morning,
sun shining through the blind,
she took a look in the mirror,
and something struck her mind.

You were there to see her wake,
and she could see your smile,
hoping that this is not a fake,
you're only absent for a while.

She closes her eyes and in the dark,
she hopes she'll see you again,
the only thing that troubles her,
is not being able to say when?

For now she must be patient,
and one day her time will come,
and you'll be there to take her hand,
and safely guide her home.



Sis