Found and Lost

I lost my sweater yesterday
I found that sweater today
I went to a football game
Then I went to bed.
Waking up in the morning
Happy so happy today
I received a phone call
The message was,"She;s dead."
Is this a trick?
Is this a game?
How cant this happen?
She was my friend
I wore the sweater that was lost
And I found the love I've never had,
I found my friend lying down
With her beautiful pink gown.
Her face was beautiful as always
Her soul relax like dead,
Her beautiful crown on her head,
And her eyes closed for never to be bother again.
She was always happy
You would never see her with a sad face,
Every time I would see her
She never seem fade.
Especially that week
Spreading invitations
For her 15th birthday.
In her funeral
In a rainy day
Mud all over
And crystal drops in my face.
She wasn't the only one in that accident.
There was another friend
In her case
Everything changed.
She had it worst,
But still she was a friend.
The lost of those girls
The lost of my friends...
It was so painful
I wasn't okay....It just couldn't be the same...
Days passed by
And I still miss them so much.
When I talk to people
I only talked about one particular friend,
It is not because I only miss her
It's because she was more than a friend,
She was my sister blood with soul...
She was always there for me
She would tell me never to give up
Reach for the stars
Reach high if I want
I trust in you
And I know your dreams will come true...
God!!! is so hard loosing something,
It's even harder to loose someone,
So try to be close to the people...
Close to your family and friends,
Cause you will never know
When it could be the end,
And they will be gone forever,
But at least from our hearts hey will not!

In memory of Denise Hasbun and Cynthia Medina.