Sat down on the ground,
Crisscross applesauce,
Put my hands in the dirt,
Trying to make sense of life without you,
No nuggets of wisdom gleaned,
Came up with a blade of grass as fragile,
And precious as your life was,
It blew away just like you did,

I laid flat on my back,
Searched the clouds for your face,
To see if you were peaking
Through the floor of Heaven,
But I couldn’t find you,
The clouds were shapeless
Without you pointing to a specific cloud
To provide meaning,

I am looking for the meaning
Without you in my life,
But how can you quantify the loss of someone
 Who kisses me at sunrise, and kisses me at sunset
 Because the sun made me look more radiant 
In those golden hours, 
But your golden hours were every hour, 
Every moment I spent with you in between, 
Even when we were in an argument, 
And there were some times that I hated you, 
But I always always loved you!

You were plucked from this earth too soon,
Your golden radiance extinguished,
But your love will last in my heart, 
And those you loved as long as we shall live,
Until we meet again my beloved blade of grass!

By Hyacinth Hale