It’s been 7 long years
without you here with me,
will the pain ever end?
I pray your soul is running free-
I can’t feel the sun anymore
even when it shines in my eyes-
the world is cold and empty
why did you have to die?
But still I try to smile-
even though I want to cry
no one will ever quite understand
the bond between you & I.
But I know we will meet again-
some other place, some other time
and when I take my last breath of life-
You’ll be on my mind.
Always,
| Gwennevere |
| 18, June 1995 |
| Melissa |