Below is a submission to the Hero Song Project, a campaign where musical artists who will pick from writings submitted by alienated parents and children to compose the music and perform the songs to bring public awareness of parental alienation.
I don’t know how your clothes
Got mixed in with mine;
It’s been too long since you were here.
But I stopped folding, and just held them,
Then wiped away a tear.
They’re probably too small now;
You grow so much each day.
They hang in pristine condition
While you are away
I remember feeling disappointed
When you stained your brand new shirt
Or when you wore your pretty dress
But only wanted to play in the dirt
Yet now I’m holding perfect clothes
And I know they’ll always look nice
Because you won’t fit them when you return
And you only got to wear them twice
I wish you filled these clothes I hold
So I could give you a hug and kiss.
It breaks my heart to think about
All the memories we miss