By Carrie-Ann Hernandez

I woke up early that morning
it was the first time in years I was up before sunrise.
The house was silent, the kids left years ago and
they all have families of their own.
I recorded the show you like to watch
and I made your favorite breakfast
pancakes with homemade strawberry syrup.
I cannot wait to see you, Jonathan
I miss your smile, laughter, sarcastic remarks,
and I miss your hugs and kisses.
I grabbed my coat and was out the door
I got into my car and drove to your home
to visit you one more time. Doctor Shapiro thinks
it is unhealthy for me to keep visiting you because I will
never move on. This will be the last time I see you.
I open the car door and walked toward the entrance to your new home,
I put flowers on the doorstep,
I looked down as tears began to slide down my face.
I grabbed the shovel from the trunk so I could hug you one more time,
I just wanted to say good-bye; I just wanted to say good-bye.

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