Sorry... It's Another Poem

I feel like maybe this one isn't quite done when I read it as a reader, but as a poet it feels like there is nothing more to say. My dad will enjoy it's "oh so Jerrica" anti-climactic approach :P

You Don't Know
January 2012

Raging storm
Burning soul
Your presence here
Has taken its toll
 
Moaning wind
Broken heart
You’ll wonder why
She fell apart
 
Weeping willow
Teary eyes
You’ll never know
Why she cries