Watching From Above

• Jin Mei Jiang, Grade 8
• Short Story
• 2011

Never in a million years,
Did I think this day would be near,
All we could do was grieve,
Wishing you would never leave,
But now you’re watching from above,
With all your love,
Giving us strength and power,
To live each day hour by hour,
From dawn to night,
Not a person in sight,
I know maybe,
Just maybe,
You can still see me.