This was written for a friend who passed away that the young age of 14. I was 19 when this poem was penned in his memory.

To Will

God said it was time to come home, So away you had to go. There is a reason we know, But it's so hard to say good bye. Into the crew you were sent, We just hope you know what that meant. In our hearts and minds you'll remain. We love you Will, You are one of us still. We can't believe you're really gone. And that your smile we'll see no more, Cuts us to the core. In God's realm, we'll see you again. We love you... Love, The Crew DW © 5-23-92 The Crew was the group of friends that I ran with as a teenager. There were four core members with others drifting in and out over a 8 year period. God, I miss the times with those guys! Back to the Poetry 3 Page Copyright © 2003-2004 Designs