It makes me sad
To think
That I will never truly know you.
I only know you
Through your drawings
And photographs taken
Of a better time--
A time when we were together;
A family.
I still visit you often,
More often than anyone else.
I think I'm trying to find the answers.
Answers to questions like,
What were you like?
Would we be buddies now?
I like to think we would be.
But I will never know
Because I said goodbye
A long time ago.
And you left us
With the card that you drew Snoopy on
(He was always your favorite)
And on the inside you wrote,
Don't forget to share.