You left the world to early, free from a life that
Left you filled with doubt. You lived the lives of
Many, the voices, always hoping just to be
I now wait for that spark from heaven, I willed
You not to go, God did not agree. Was your life
Fulfilled in such a short time, will I ever know?
You had beginnings, disappointments, new starts,
You worried about tomorrow, unable to feel
Happiness in what you accomplished today.
I suffer your being gone, sadness wretches my days,
The glow died there was no hope. It seems like one
Long unhappy dream.
Roaming within my mind, I walk the fields of your
Life. A time of clouded joy, then time was blown
Born in innocence, fresh, life clear, before the voices
Took over, bringing fear. I could not help you in your
Solitude while you nursed your unconquerable fears.
As the moonlight pales, I yearn for lost years, before
The mental strife. Before the voices took over your life.
It was after sunset that you died, a void that cannot
Be filled, you will never grow old. I miss your smiles,
Your red tresses flowing down your back, your light will
Always shine; your radiance will never fade.
Sleep my child in eternal rest…
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