Becca

by Wit   Mar 1, 2005


She loved the music
She loved the beat
It brought her happiness
and movement to her feet
Her big brown eyes
and her beautiful face
we'll never forget
and no one will replace
the times we had
have faded away
they have gone
but the memories will stay
as the next rain falls
and the harsh wind blows
we all wonder
but no one nows
Of why you left
and why you flew
to somewhere we
cant be with you
a delight to the world
and a joy to her friends
her journey of pain has ended
and her journey of peace begins

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  • 19 years ago

    by Pianist

    I love poems written about other people! Nice work with this one! Read some of my stuff if you ever get a chance.

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