by Monica Weick
My Valentine
The house was quiet this morning.
My best friend was not at my feet.
I had to let you go yesterday.
It was your time.
I hope I didn't let you down.
I hope I picked the right day.
Should I have given us more time?
Another summer?
Another day?
I was the one you trusted and loved.
I loved you and had to let you go.
I'm sorry my sweet boy.
I will miss you for the rest of my days.
For the rest of my life.
You will always be in my heart.
I miss you, my best friend,
My Valentine.
3/26/03