I am sitting on the edge
Somewhere where I shouldn’t be
It is foolish of me I know
But I do it anyway
The wake of another
Forces me to fall.
Initially it is cold
It’s grasp is sure and forceful
It wants me.
Pulling me into depths unknown to me
I try to reach the top
But I can’t seem to reach far enough
It’s cool velvety arms embrace me
It’s blackness takes my breath away
I hear the muffled cries of children
This is certainly not my intention
But there is nothing I can do now
Only know that I did my best
I know I will not be forgotten
My daughter will keep me alive
Her words will comfort the others
As I ascend toward the light
That I now call my home.