Here's a poem I wrote for her.
You were with us for such a short time,
And that it ended so soon⦠it should be a crime.
You touched my life in a way that words can never begin to convey.
I donât know why you were taken away.
You were so sweet, the perfect friend.
I donât know why it had to end.
Sometimes time just makes fools of us and thereâs nothing we can do,
So Iâm sitting here doing nothing, but crying for you.
I believe things always happen for a reason,
But Iâm wondering why it always happens in this season
When everything is gray, dead, and cold.
Man, this stuff is really getting old.
I know you wouldnât want me to fret.
Youâd probably grunt at me, if you could see me now, I bet.
One small comfort, one saying I take to heart,
Is that without darkness we would never see the stars,
And I know tonight youâll be up there, shining bright,
Just as you did here on Earth, you were my light.
I love you girl, and Iâll always miss you.