Once we were children,
Playing in the muddy dirt.
Happy and playful.

Once we were children,
Fussy, confused and naughty.
Everything was fun.

Once we were children,
Entirely full of sweets.
Grown up was our wish.

Now we are older,
We miss those fun carefree days.
They passed by too fast...

What was it,
that they saw in that last moment.
When they knew it was all over,
when they knew nothing could be done.
Did they see what was to come?
Did they see it all in a second?

What was it,
that they felt in that moment.
Was it fear for the unknown,
or regret for opportunities lost?
Did they feel pain?
Did they feel the anguish at it being all over?

What was it,
in that moment,
that makes me think about it every day,
when I barely even knew them.

What was it,
in that moment,
that makes me wonder,
what if.

What is it,
that they said in that last moment.
"I love you, I love them."
"I'm sorry, I'll miss you."
Did they say a prayer for themselves?
Did they cry out for help in the last second?

What is it,
that makes them so memorable,
from their last moments,
on this earth they shouldn't have left so early.
Are they still here somehow?
Or are they watching over, just as they said they would?