Smile for the memories, smile for them all.
Smile for the good times had, before the fall...

Love,
You, Me...

Words;
words spoken...

Like a wisp of wind
or scattering of leaves...

Kids running amok, amok:
screaming, yelling, calling my name...

I see them sitting there, so pretty.
Sitting there and staring right at me...

Hens sit clucking, awaiting
Arrival of their precious chicks...

Days could never end when you were around,
Even music, such a joy, could not make a sound...

Another day of celebration
Another year older you've grown...

The air is unsullied with city pollution. A rough...
Like a butterfly...

Where is the Justice?
What's wrong with this justice system...

I can't explain the turmoil inside;
It reaps me blind every time...