My Girls

by Frank Valdivia

I am sad because I cannot be with my girls,
I miss them all the time.
I wonder how their life unfurls,
I wish I had a sign.
I wonder how they spend their day,
Do they miss me too?
Life is not supposed to be this way,
I feel all spent and through.
But at the same time they get me through it,
They’re my reason to keep on fighting,
Because if not for them I couldn’t do it!
We stay a family through my writing.
No matter how bad it hurts or gets,
With them in my life there’s still hope yet.