Every night shes asking the stars,
For the answers...

You were there to see my first steps,
You were there when I cried...

**I dedicate this poem to my father, and everyone...
Some people think that its so hard...

A little girl crosses the playground,
She wonders why everyone stares...

She gave him her heart,
He gave her his soul...

It started in the classroom,
She somehow caught his eye...

Why did you have to go?
Why did cancer pick you...