Saturday, July 14, 2007

goodbye

The gun went off,
The screaming stopped.
The blood splattered across the walls.

Now she lies there,
Silent and unable to move.
Unable to once again walk this Earth.
My love has ended......

Then the scenes changed,
To your burial day,
There is the hole dug six feet deep,
Just waiting for you,
As they lower your body,
A paper fell in,
Landing on top of your casket,
the paper's message was.... “ I love you forever"

Walk Beside me...

Don't walk in front of me,
I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me,
I may not lead.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.

A real friend is someone who walks in
when the rest of the world walks out.

Forgiveness is the glue,
that repairs broken relationships.

True friends are like diamonds,
precious and rare.

A friend is someone
who knows the song in your heart,
and can sing it back to you
when you have forgotten the words.

A friend is one who believes in you
when you have ceased to believe
in yourself.

It takes a long time
to grow an old friend.