Innocence Perdue

I'm not sure if I mentioned a poem in the blogs I've written about Jessica, but in the months after she died, I wrote a lot about her. One thing was this poem, which won me an award in high school. I haven't seen it in years, and was so ecstatic tonight when I unpacked it.

Here it is:

Stolen Innocence

As I look into her face

I see her heart, her soul

I see the child in which

An eternal flame will glow

Lying there I want so much

To hug her and to comfort her

Tell her that it isn't real

It's just a horrible dream

Reassure her she'll wake up

And return to her freedom

But maybe it's just me

I'm trying to convince

Cause as I look into her face

I know her heart,

her soul, her innocence

They are gone forever

And no matter how I pray

How I wish or how I hope

The little girl we all love

Will never, ever wake up.