sometimes i remember the headache
and the hospital stay
and, of course, my roomate
i wonder where you are, little girl
who is probably not so little now
did you make it?
did you enter your second decade of life?
did you dance on your prom night
with a wonderful guy?
did you walk down the aisle
to pomp and circumstance?
did you rise above the mundane dramas
of ordinary life
knowing that each day was precious
was a gift to be lived free from petty thoughts?
do bandaids still hurt?
what did your hair look like
when it grew in again?
do you live in the sunshine
or rest quiety beneath the grass?
where are you, little girl?
did you last?
