Well, . . .
Today was sooo much fun! NOT! I got to help my mother weed the garden. I was soooooooooo bored I got to name every tomato plant. big whoop!
Visited my grandmother. She went to the funeral of Kyle. I relized who he was. He was one one my cousin's friends i liked. He was a good guy. Last time i saw him was at my grandmother's birthday fiesta.
*In the pig pen*
Kyle: Here piggy, piggy, piggy.
Corey: Leave them alone you pecker head!
laughter crakels
Mary: He's not a pecker head.
Corey: yes he is.
Kyle: Then I must have a hansome pecker!
laughter crakes
In Memory of Kyle O'Brian
You're the element of surprise that none of us were prepared for
The dead body behind the curtain that we couldn't help but stare towards
This afternoon you were an only child and a friend to me
This evening you're not breathing you're just the seed of a memory
Memories of better days
Turn the pages back to a faded photograph of
Memories of yesterdays
The years'll pass by but they'll never bring me back to you
My memory remembers presently everything from that night
My senses always sensor any awful images or sights
But I didn't get to see through the eyes his poor mother did
I just ask why she had to be the one to discover him
All I ask is a better day
A better way
To carry the weight of you
I sing this song to remember the days
When I wasn't afraid
To carry the weight of you
To the friend that I love who has different roots of blood
You are the earth that makes mud that comes from rain that made the flood
We cycle in and out of what our lives are capable of
And through it all I thank you for teaching me below and above
I had a friend who was way to young to die
I guess death is one of those things some people do to life
Visited my grandmother. She went to the funeral of Kyle. I relized who he was. He was one one my cousin's friends i liked. He was a good guy. Last time i saw him was at my grandmother's birthday fiesta.
*In the pig pen*
Kyle: Here piggy, piggy, piggy.
Corey: Leave them alone you pecker head!
laughter crakels
Mary: He's not a pecker head.
Corey: yes he is.
Kyle: Then I must have a hansome pecker!
laughter crakes
In Memory of Kyle O'Brian
You're the element of surprise that none of us were prepared for
The dead body behind the curtain that we couldn't help but stare towards
This afternoon you were an only child and a friend to me
This evening you're not breathing you're just the seed of a memory
Memories of better days
Turn the pages back to a faded photograph of
Memories of yesterdays
The years'll pass by but they'll never bring me back to you
My memory remembers presently everything from that night
My senses always sensor any awful images or sights
But I didn't get to see through the eyes his poor mother did
I just ask why she had to be the one to discover him
All I ask is a better day
A better way
To carry the weight of you
I sing this song to remember the days
When I wasn't afraid
To carry the weight of you
To the friend that I love who has different roots of blood
You are the earth that makes mud that comes from rain that made the flood
We cycle in and out of what our lives are capable of
And through it all I thank you for teaching me below and above
I had a friend who was way to young to die
I guess death is one of those things some people do to life