Simpson and Erin

This first day of summer and I'm remembering you both

image by ai

The sunrise isn’t the same without you

I still see you prancing in the morning dew

Birds are singing

late spring has become summer now

The first full day of summer and my heart aches

grief crashes

It’s my favorite season, summer

but today, I think of you - what could’ve been.

Your life ended too soon

before it began

your life started for me

as you lived in me for a short time

How old would you be.

That’s not a question

I know to the date - fourteen years-old

fifteen in February

You live in our hearts every day

even when life happens, and blurs by

I saw you for a brief moment, on this day so long ago

I held you so tiny

centimeters but so many dreams

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

The inevitable had happened

I knew, you were a girl

Your name would be - is Erin

When I picture you growing up

There is an empty space in our lives, where you could’ve been

This first day of summer

I see a vision of you Erin and our dog Simpson

walking in the meadows

it’s a new day

your grandparents are waiting

and those we have lost

They are waiting for you and Simpson

I know you are taking good care of our dog

and making sure the extra pancake is for him.

Grief doesn’t go away. It is there and we have to feel it. Ride the waves and I will remember you. Until we meet again. Sometimes losses are invisible, but they are valid.

6/21/25