Let me read your poems one last time
May I dream
and may I weep
of your reason and your rhyme?
Your vivid phrases - so visual
I never cease to be amazed
The descriptions of your feelings
hark me back to better days
Blissful days when you were here
Most poignant day you were gone
Well, I knew you were leaving
but not for that long
Every day I think of you
my tears begin to fade
and each passing moment I ask God why
He had to take you away
So special that you are to me
still many years down the line
Your picture forever embedded in my head
as well as your words of softer times
The letters that you wrote to me
before my days of literary comprehension
Mean more to me as each second passes
Enjoyment as intense as an obsession
So at this time, my friends are celebrating
enjoying what is "normal"
I sit here at my computer screen
Thinking of your comfort
Well, there is nothing more I desire doing
On this Independence day 2004
and not one thing I'd be rather wishing
than you knocking at my door
