Finding Emunah

Today I let go of the flowers I held. As I let go there was no pain, Only memories of what remains.

I’m the girl with curls in her hair, Silly and free like birds in the air. Short and small, but my spirit stands tall, Dancing through life, embracing it all.

One year since October 7th, ​One year since we’ve awakened, One year since the morning horrors, One year it’s hard to believe.

You come to me in my dreams so clear, Laughter shared as we stand near.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, Don’t let them define who you are. Show them how tall you can stand, Reflect your soul, and reveal who you are.

I look into your eyes and all I see is pain, A man who has it all, except the one thing he desires.

Doing this alone was never part of my plan, but here I am, raising you three by hand. You push my buttons, you make me break, You make me question every mistake.

Hug me so I can be in your presence, Hug me so I can be touched by you. Hug me so tight that when I do, My brain goes silent, and the world shuts down too.

White heels, red dress, Press the gas so we can go fast. Curly hair flying in the air, With you nothing can compare.

I will always miss you like the stars miss the sky, Their brilliance fades, as do I.

In the quiet of the night, my precious little one, Dream big, my darling girl, beneath the moonlit sun.

When I light your candle, a glow so divine, Goosebumps dance on my skin, a sensation, so fine.