by Julia Johnson / Julia Johnson In Memory of Quincy

There’s an empty space within my heart,
now that death has torn us apart

Tho’ I’ll always cherish the time we had,
the day will come I won’t feel so sad

So, in your honor, my dear old friend,
to help my heart begin to mend

I will rescue another in need,
not to replace – but plant a new seed

Please guide my heart to one here needing my love,
as you wait for me high up above.


Julia Johnson