THE AFTER THOUGHT

by AMY HUDSON   May 21, 2006


YOU WERE MY BROTHER AND MY FRIEND, HOW WAS I TO KNOW THAT IT WOULD ALL END?
I THOUGHT THAT YOU\'D BE WITH ME 4-EVER, IN MY MIND I THOUGHT JAMES IS GONE NEVER!
IT WAS SOMETHING THAT WAS\'NT RIGHT, NOVEMBER 22ND 2002 WAS A HORRIBLE NIGHT. THAT WAS THE 1ST TIME IN A LIFETIME YOU\'D BE OUTTA MY SIGHT.
WAS IT A NIGHTMARE? PLEASE WAKE ME UP-SLAP ME SHAKE ME-JUST GET ME UP!
I MISS YOU-I LOVE YOU-WHY AINT YOU HERE? I WANT TO HUG YOU I JUST WANT YOU NEAR!
MY MIND IS LOST-MY HEAD IS GONE, THINKING ABOUT YOUR FUNERAL \"O MY GOD\"
HELP ME PLEASE IM SHAKING I CANT STOP-
MY EYES CLOSE AND I DROP!
I SLEEP AND SLEEP UNTIL I CANT ANYMORE-AND THEN I OPEN THE BATHROOM DOOR-
YOUR GONE WHERE DID YOU GO?
OH YES GOD CAME AND TOOK YOU HOME!

IN HIS LOVING MEMORY
MY BROTHER JAMES MICHAEL BETTS
02-22-83 UNTIL 11-22-02

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