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

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

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

She was leaving them
What can be done...

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

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

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

One day in August
There he was...