Josh


The sky grew black as blood when you died

I hoped in my heart it was not true

I looked for you where you once were

I call for you in my dreams

I feel you always with me

I wish you were here

But you'll never be before me

Why do I linger here in the darkness; I can't see

My life lies before me, not behind me

There is so much left undone,

And unexperienced to leave it all behind now.

In memory of Josh Mason... my first love... my first friend...
Click here to see a very very similar poem written by Charles Lynch