Sorry this didn’t reach ya in time;
Sorry I couldn’t leave on better terms;
Sorry for leavin' ya alone in Virginia ...
Did my last letter get to ya alright?
Did you come in happy when ya realized it was me?
Jane ... do ya miss me?
Notes can't explain how much I miss ya;
there are voids that were occupied by you
that take up so much space here.
I can’t stay here because you ain't here;
but I can’t go back to Virginia.
I miss ya without reason
and I can’t remember what it was we fought for,
somethin' petty I imagine.
Nothin' compares to this emptiness I feel,
but I’m tellin’ ya
I can’t stay here,
but I won't go back to Virginia -
I’d have to say goodbye again.
It’s been 3 years ...
Are those flowers doin' alright?
Of course they are.
I can’t say goodbye to you again Jane,
but here I am.
Your tombstone doesn’t fit ya sis,
but I'm happy you died in your home,
on your bed,
all nestled up in the heartland of Virginia.
© Shane Leigh
This is dedicated to one of my close friends. Her sister and I weren’t very close but I still feel a great loss and I know my friend is. I will grieve with you for as long as you need me to.