Tim

by Matt Carroll   Oct 22, 2005


Tears...so many tears
As I read the papers line
A familiar name was lain inside
The obituaries shrine

Shocked with displeasure
Mouths gone dry
As I wander the streets
I scream at the sky

"Damn you God, you stole my friend
And Rebecca's one true love
A father, from two children
And sent him up above"

I'll never see his shining eyes
His grinning, toothy smile
His long, hard laugh shall not be heard
At least...for a little while

Tears...so many tears
You I shan't forget
You shall remain inside my thoughts
Your death...I shall regret

In loving memory of:
Timothy William Scott Folkers
1967-2004
I'll never forget you... your little homie... ~The Kingpin~

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  • 18 years ago

    by nicole

    Jesus bring's and takes people out of our live's for a reason, nothing is accidental or coincidence.... but God doe's give free will, and that's something we can't abbuse.