You were taken from me too soon,
Perhaps I could have done more?
Perhaps I should have called more often.
Perhaps I should have sat down with you,
Laughed about the antics of my dad,
Our giggles like warm honey, flowing thick and golden
Cried over our frustrations,
Asked you what your favorite food is,
Pondered about our most-loved movies,
Inquired about your life’s experiences,
Why didn’t you ever come visit us?
Perhaps I should have reciprocated the love you gave me.
Perhaps I should have spent every minute I had left with you,
Instead of frantically overthinking every other detail, every single moment,
And there is not a single one that I remember today.
Should I have come sooner?
That fateful day, could that storm have been avoided?
Perhaps it could have.
Why did you always escape me like this?
Fall just close enough for me to graze,
Then slip through my fingers?
Perhaps if that plane hadn’t been delayed,
Perhaps if the weather was better,
Perhaps if there was no traffic that day,
Perhaps if we took better care of you,
All I can say now is
Perhaps
The Roar 