My Darling

Her cheeks are red,

Like she's feeling warm.

But she looks like a doll,

With perfect form.

I miss her every day,

I miss her every night,

Yet somehow I know 

Everything will be alright.

Her laugh is like music,

Though I only hear it rarely.

Some days are harder,

And I am holding on just barely.

Even through the tears..

I know it was right.

I can tell by her parents,

And their smile so bright.

Maybe one day it won't hurt and ache,

But for now my darling is my beautiful heartbreak.

-Allison S. De Arton