Is what I think you called out to me.
As I stared between the trees from the side of the street.
Overlooking High Park, off the road on Parkside Drive.
Trying to make sense of how you died.
Desperately looking on the side of the road for anything you might’ve left behind.
I found two shiny stones and gave them to Jess – as if you sent the sign.
That the Father – Daughter bond will never die.
I looked into the forest from the side of the road.
Holding back the tears, not ready to let go.
I saw the calm in the trees from the shade and sunlight.
As if you called out to me,
“Ollie, Ollie Oxen Free!”
To let me know that you were safe and free.
I couldn’t help but be so angry.
That you were gone because of someone’s stupidity!
Three years later, almost four.
We’re being reminded once more.
Because there are other souls who are being mourned.
From this very same street –
This can’t happen any more!
It is Community that brings us up when we are down –
It is Community that show love in times of dark –
It is Community that advocate for our safety.
Come together for safer streets!
For our Families!