I imagine you have 
my hair. My nose. Maybe my smile.
your daddy's eyes that twinkle
every once in a while.

I imagine you have 
his humour. His laugh and his chin.
My heart shaped face and 
the colour of my skin.

I imagine you have 
my tendency to be coy.
Your daddy's loyalty 
and his never ending joy.

I imagine you have
his vision, his desire to achieve.
My clumsiness, my passion in 
supporting what I believe.

I imagine you have 
my hands, palms, my fingernails
his gentle touch, and the way 
his gaze makes my heart set sail.

But then baby girl I remember
forever more, you're gone
from that fateful day in September,
everyday I ask what I've done wrong. 
We didn't have much time with you,
just a month in my belly you spent.
A mistake daddy and I can't undo,
and it's that that I'll always resent.
Daddy thinks all of this too,
we dream of you in your playpen,
We miss you darling, know it's true, 
now it's time to use my imagination all over again.