“Hummingbird” by Danielle Minicucci

HUMMINGBIRD

Danielle Minicucci*

After you died everyone told me that you had gone to heaven I suppose it was their way of trying to make me feel better

Nobody understood why it killed me to think of you like that Locked up Hidden away from this world

Your soul was too good, too pure, to leave this earth entirely

I wanted you to switch from one plain of existence to another so that your spirit touched this world with its infinite beauty

When I really miss you I like to imagine that you came back as a hummingbird

They were your favorite. I recall all the trinkets of them scattered throughout your house

There was one in particular that I loved The puzzle that sat on your wall of hummingbirds with flowers that was in the shape of a hummingbird itself will forever be burned into my mind

I hope your soul is out there I hope you’re living free of pain and there is happiness in your next life because if we are destined to go to heaven, I pray that you wait to go until you can go with me