I Miss You Merce

You always,
Looked at me different,
You looked at me,
As if I was,
Your daughter.
You thought,
I was my mother when she was little.
You never knew,
Who I really was.
I never knew,
The real Merce.
The one,
That was not in a wheel chair.
The one,
That played cards and games.
The one,
Who could speak.
The one,
Who could think,
In the present,
Not in the past.
I always wished,
I could have had,
really speak to you,
about everything.
I always wished,
You would,
Be someone,
I could have had,
Count on with everything.
Even though,
I really didn't,
Get to know the real Merce,
Just with your presence,
Just with your smiles,
Just with your looks,
You got into my heart.
Now that your not here,
I miss,
All the special looks,
All the special smiles,
I just,
Miss you.