EVERYDAY
Three months have passed
Since you took your life
It hasn't gotten better
But it's not much worse
The sun still rises
The moon still sets
The days seem long
The nights drag on
But every day
and
Always at night
I wonder if you
Could be better off
No more pain
No more tears
At least for you
We still cry
As we think of you
The son we had
And
Suddenly lost
Always and forever
You are in our hearts.
Paula L Buzard
8/1/08
4:15am
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