Happy birthday, Mom
Six years have passed, I know
I can’t lie it still feels like
You were just with me, though
You’re missed more than anything
In thoughts each, every day
And yes it’s true that not for you
I’d have no words to say
Everything I’m doing
Every word I write
Is fueled by all the things I saw
When we would talk at night
Happy birthday, Mom
I hope you hear this now
When some day they ask I’ll say
It’s simple: she was how
How the World Should Work 