For Drew

I sat down this morning to journal out my feelings.  I figured I would write a letter to Drew, because I feel like I have a million things to tell him.  Instead, the letter turned into a poem.  I sometimes think I write poetry, because it challenges me to find the right words and the right rythm to make it flow.  I think if I write something challenging it takes my mind of the sadness I'm feeling. 

Anyway...this is what came out of my morning writing session.

My Front Door

If you walked through my front door right now, I'd give you the biggest hug.
I'd fuss over you like a mother hen, and you'd just laugh and shrug.
My fridge would have Mountain Dew in it, filled from the bottom to the top.
I'd force you to eat and ask to do your laundry, until you finally said, 'Stop!"

If you walked through my front door right now, Brody would light up and run to you.
I'd watch you laugh and play together, forever his "Stinkin' Drew."
You'd call him the best wingman ever and your laughs would fill the room.
But now this room is silent, and instead is filled with gloom.

If you walked through my front door right now, we'd laugh, and joke, and smile.
You'd sit down and tell your stories, and just hang out a while.
In your short, precious life, there were many demons you had to face.
If it were in my power, I'd lock my door and never let you leave our place.

If you walked through my front door right now, you'd find us sad and broken hearted.
A precious soul was taken from us, your life had barely started.
If you could see us right now, you'd tell us to just stop crying.
We would all put on brave faces, but we would just be lying.

If you walked through my front door right now, I'd jump for joy at the sight of you.
I wouldn't waste any time and just say what I needed to.
I'd tell you how important you are and how much I love you, Drew.
What a special place you hold in our lives, I can only hope you knew.

My front door will never open again, to see you standing there.
The reason, I guess we'll never know; the pain so much to bear.
My mind is full of memories; my heart is full of sorrow.
We will miss you more than words can say, and with each and every tomorrow.

Our hearts are sad and hurting, please watch over us every day.
Send us something to make us laugh, as that was always your way.
This heartache we will carry and remember forevermore.
But, oh what I wouldn't give, to see you walk through my front door.