Help me remember....
    you have something I wish I knew
    a thought, an image, a picture of who
    you hold a link to what is me
    without you a side I will never see


Share with me....
    all I ask for is this link
    some little connection I think
    pieces of me linked to you
    things I know about to few


Memories lost....
    the future is broad and all to vast
    for these memories of the past
    to be lost to those who will see
    what these memories will mean to me


Not knowing...
    an emptiness is what I feel
    a broken heart needing a seal
    a thought, an image, a picture of who
    of these I have oh so few


Love Lost....
    when we find that time has passed
    and the future has come all to fast
    do not allow these memories fade
    you never know how peace is made


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HEART...

Here I sit
   thinking of nothing
   wondering of you
   a single tear falls...

Evening sun in the western sky
   clouds in the air
   and in my eyes
   another tear falls...

A song speaking
   when neither one can
   a star shines bright
   then falls...

Reaching out
   calling silently for you
   to help chase
   the tears away...

Today I woke up
   only to realize
   the reason you didn't stand behind me
   you were beside me...

S.L.F.

Society tries to reform you,
Hatred lies so deep inside you,
Always so far out of reach,
Ride away now to find your peace.
In this world of push or be pushed, you,

Little sister refused to be hushed,
Even as the world closed in on you,
All that was said was "see you soon".

From my window all I can see, is you
Little sister, calling for me,
On that fateful day of death,
My thoughts were of you during your last breath...

*In Memory of*
Shari Lea Flom
committed suicide:
Feb. 17, 1984

The Mirror…

Wherever I looked,
   all I saw was sadness,
All I could feel was pain.

There were tears,
   but what were they for?
What could hurt so bad?

The image before me was real,
   yet, imaginary.
It was an image of a wounded heart
   without a soul,
   a person with no real home.

The candle faded,
   and the sun came up.
   I took one last look,
   only to see
that the tormented image
   was me...

Can you see the tears my friends
    Do you see my tears?
Can you feel the sadness my friends
    Do you feel my pain?

Well yes, our friend, we feel it too
    For what hurts you, we've been through.
But always remember, whether far or near
    If you need a friend, we're always here.

When the night is cold and you feel all alone
    We're only as far as the nearest phone.
All we have to do, is forget our fears
    and together we can chase away the tears...

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