6/25/11
Twenty four months and still,
It's hard to know what to say
Time is of little and every consequence
I still remember
When they said you had gone
Those concrete steps
Were light in difference to our hearts
Had to leave the TV on in the other room
Too much..
And it still is.
But it helps to remember...
Love over hate
Love over judgment
Love over difference
Love, over the wall of your fame
Love for and because of all you taught us
That's what makes those steps things to walk upon
Makes me sit here and write poetry once again
Makes me remember what to say..and how to say it.
I hope you're dancing again....
8*29*58-6*25*11
Forever missed...forever loved.