On Tuesdays I Cried

On Tuesdays I cried - most times I pretended that I didn't know for what-
but deep inside I knew it was a must.

I cried for:
A kind smile that could brighten my day like a rainbow after a storm
Soft, but strong words of encouragement that flowed through my spirit like soft waves or whispers of wind
Laughter and a sharp sense of humor that never cut but was always infectious

A melodius voice that brought everyone to their feet and could calm and soothe even the angriest soul

The loss of the head of a family- it's strength like a solid rock

Because even though I saw you leaving me a little more each day-
I still wasn't prepared when you left me to say good-bye

Long talks of long ago and long talks that can be no more
Dreams that you won't see come true for me
Time I can't get back that was wasted

B, on Tuesdays I cried for you.

Love, Daughter #1