I can not shake your
memory. It’s driving me insain.
Filling me with
sadness. My tears they fall like rain.
I’m promising my
children. I’ll put up a good fight.
I tell them that I
loved you, but couldn’t maker things right.
You left us very
suddenly, you did not even say good bye.
Tou had a lot to live
for, why did you have to die?
Suicide it is an
outlet; self inflicted this is true.
Did you really want
to leave this world and all the skies of blue?
Your time was not yet
over. There were things still left undone
You had a lot to
offer; a lifetime full of fun.
A lot of people miss
you; They grieve for you each day.
It’s hard to think
about you, and the memories of yesterday.
(Written for Donald C
Boswell)
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