Tia

Helpless and innocent she came to me

With blessings from my own creator

And I had known of nothing greater

Than how she made me feel

 

In dreams I have now long forgotten

She and I would smile and dance

And though I never had the chance

My memory makes it real

 

Entrusted was her life to mine

So out of love and obligation

I allowed the operation

Leading to her wrongful death

 

The fault was mine and mine alone

And now her name is rarely spoken

Cherished by my heart left broken

Waiting for my final breath