Why do I cry over the spilt milk 
She had given it to me to feed the kitten 
And I dropped the jug and broke it 
And suddenly, tears 
I am only four years old 
And my grandmother would never scold 
But the kitten is all wet 
Something I cannot forget 
So I ask for something to dry her with 
And now the memory stick 
In my throat 
But it’s not because of the cat I quote
It’s because of the love that put me there
And showed me the deepest care 
As she never let me see the sadness that encased 
Or the dreams that were erased 
By the passage of time 
And somehow you will always be mine
In this space
I will never forget your face
Though your image fades 
I will keep it on a page 
So that I am reminded 
That you have to lose it to find it
And somehow, somewhere in the serene
I wake up to the dream 
And know that you did not die
And all the tears I could not cry 
Were not wasted in vain 
All the encapsulated pain
Is freed into the sky
I’m just left with the question why 
We don’t get to be forever 
Under this weather 
It’s always in the scene 
I see you in the sunbeam 
And in the riverbed prose
That splits the path into two roads
Will hold until we meet again 
But I’m here now, just say when