One day in August
There he was...

I am cold and hot
When I think of you, of us...

Is knowing that you matter
That you are cared for and thought of often...

I gasp for air to fill my lungs
To enrich my power within...

She was leaving them
What can be done...

I could be seventeen again
I could decide again...

This time of day is filled with anger
Filled with anger and bitter words...

Family and friends, tears are for the sad
My dear uncle left to be with the Lord and for...