Post by ღMax on Aug 2, 2011 19:13:43 GMT -5
There's no one in town I know
You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that.
I thought I might get one more chance.
The sun was bright one fall morning, the air crisp and just beginning to turn cold. It was quiet, as if winter had already muffled the sounds of the forests, the rivers, and the animals. It was early, not yet eight, when a girl of seventeen, maybe eighteen, walked through the chilled air towards a cemetery near her home. The red and orange leaves crunched quietly and rhythmically under her feet as she walked past the stone monuments, holding a few white flowers in her hands.
She stopped by a small, modest little gravestone in the shadows, kneeling down. As she did so, she brushed the short hair from her face, putting the flowers on the ground. “Hi, Daddy.” She said softly, looking at the stone in reverent silence for a few moments.
“Mitchy and I are doing fine now that I’ve found her.” She continued after a few moments. “We miss you, though…it’s been nearly two years since that day, did you know?” She brushed a strand of blue hair away from her face, touching the stone. “She asks about you every day…Marquille helps her quite a bit, so I think that’s helping her cope.”
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
Two long years…two years since Riley had found out that the Darkness that took her home had taken her father as well. Michelle, she had found in Neverland, living in an orphanage in London. Marquille had come to live with them both here on Earth, and had helped set up a memorial for her father. Still, Riley refused to believe that he was truly gone. The pain that that realization would assuredly bring was too much for her to face.
Denial was easier than pain.
“You’d be proud of me…Marquille is such a good man…he takes care of us…I know you’d approve of him, Daddy.” Riley sniffled a little, wiping away a stray tear. She shivered a little, rubbing her arms to chase away the fall chill.
Riley found herself putting her head into her hands, taking a deep breath. She stood up quietly, a breeze wafting by and rustling her hair. “I love you, Daddy…we both do. We’ll find you. I…I promise.” She said the same words each time she visited, unable to accept that she would never see him in this life again.
She looked at the name on the stone for a moment longer, before turning away, walking out of the shadows and into the morning sunlight. She’d find him one day, even if that day was the one that took her from the world…she would see her father again one day.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that.
I thought I might get one more chance.
The sun was bright one fall morning, the air crisp and just beginning to turn cold. It was quiet, as if winter had already muffled the sounds of the forests, the rivers, and the animals. It was early, not yet eight, when a girl of seventeen, maybe eighteen, walked through the chilled air towards a cemetery near her home. The red and orange leaves crunched quietly and rhythmically under her feet as she walked past the stone monuments, holding a few white flowers in her hands.
She stopped by a small, modest little gravestone in the shadows, kneeling down. As she did so, she brushed the short hair from her face, putting the flowers on the ground. “Hi, Daddy.” She said softly, looking at the stone in reverent silence for a few moments.
“Mitchy and I are doing fine now that I’ve found her.” She continued after a few moments. “We miss you, though…it’s been nearly two years since that day, did you know?” She brushed a strand of blue hair away from her face, touching the stone. “She asks about you every day…Marquille helps her quite a bit, so I think that’s helping her cope.”
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
Two long years…two years since Riley had found out that the Darkness that took her home had taken her father as well. Michelle, she had found in Neverland, living in an orphanage in London. Marquille had come to live with them both here on Earth, and had helped set up a memorial for her father. Still, Riley refused to believe that he was truly gone. The pain that that realization would assuredly bring was too much for her to face.
Denial was easier than pain.
“You’d be proud of me…Marquille is such a good man…he takes care of us…I know you’d approve of him, Daddy.” Riley sniffled a little, wiping away a stray tear. She shivered a little, rubbing her arms to chase away the fall chill.
Riley found herself putting her head into her hands, taking a deep breath. She stood up quietly, a breeze wafting by and rustling her hair. “I love you, Daddy…we both do. We’ll find you. I…I promise.” She said the same words each time she visited, unable to accept that she would never see him in this life again.
She looked at the name on the stone for a moment longer, before turning away, walking out of the shadows and into the morning sunlight. She’d find him one day, even if that day was the one that took her from the world…she would see her father again one day.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.