Steven stayner was a little seven year old boy,
the kid was full of spirit,full of joy...
I always had somebody to look down to and always...
we lived not even 2 miles away we rode bikes and...
We've just been friends, and now you're going
Far away for many years...
I look into the eyes of stranger,
who's eyes convey so much love and laughter...
Pieces of me
Pieces of me here...
This is to the girl I used to know,
The girl I was best friends with...
I forgive you but I won't forget you, I will go on...
When we meet someone new we automatically know...
Some of you reading this poem have no clue what so...
An echo fades into the night,
an eerie mournful sound...
Once we met,
I never knew what to expect...
Goodbye old friend
our days of fun...
Played again in flighting streaks
twisted light speckled with kin...