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?