Some Poems

So this is a poem that I wrote about a year ago for my Creative Writing class last year (I miss it soo much).  I don't remember what the prompt was or how I wrote this but It's one of my more successful poems.  Because I also took a College Writing class and we shared our work in that class and got feedback.  People that read it really loved it and I guess it's deep? haha I try to go for that. Sorry if it's depressing.  Somehow I express my poetry through sadness? haha.

Looking through the glass.

A fragile, petite girl was swinging on her old swing set for the last ten minutes that she could; tracing her fingers up, down and through the cold chains.

She hasn't spoken in almost four days.

And she doesn't want to leave.

The moving vans just finished packing up.  She lived here her whole life, but it was too painful to be here anymore.  She didn't want things to change so fast.

She's terrified.

Her Daddy pulls up in the black car.
He walks towards her holding back tears.
"Have you got everything sweetheart?" he said in a gentle voice.
"Yes, but I'm not going back inside that house" she said her high, sad voice.
"Okay, I understand" he said softly.
"Are you ready to go?"

She looked up at him with tears of heartache rushing down her small, angelic face and whispered,
"Daddy, I don't want to go."
Tears erupt from his sad, blue eyes as he embraced his small angel.

They wept together in a sorrowful hug.

He carried her to the car and slid into the back seat as Grandpa backed up the black car.
The fragile, petite girl looked through the glass at the sad house.
"I love you Daddy, and Mommy" She breathed.
"I love you too, and Mommy" Daddy whispered.

He hugged her tighter as they drove to Mommy's funeral.