I dream about the times when I was with her.
Just close my eyes and she is there.
We played cats cradle, with elastic string.
Over and over, it never grew old.
Then car games like Uno,
just the two of us.
I won. No you won. Now I won. You won again.
Run races at bedtime. Then hugs and
a kiss.
After one more story, from me.
Because I can't stop talking to you.
Hug me hold me squeeze me tight.
I never knew she would leave one morning.

The night dreams are different.
I am confused and angry
because the dead should not approach me
This is what I yell at her.
But when I awake
I wish we had gone back to playing.