This is for Paige my sister
the night was cold...
Heads on desks
Or up and working...
Looking through shattered glass
At pieces of whom I used to be...
Ness (Acrostic)
New hours of your life...
Time is coming...
days go by and by...
For you
i only hoped for this day...
We bow our heads to you, our teachers sublime,
Who have lead us on the right path all the time...
Good morning my love
im sorry for the fight...
I truly wish to breathe again
upon a sky, so dense...
As my mother, you feed me.
As my mother, you help me...
We all know that we have our endeavors
And yet we always say what is hors d'oeuvres...
In the dusty yards of the loved ones' graves,
So many, in departure, smiled, cried, and waved...