May thirty first
was the absolute worse.
God took you away,
but made me to stay
Im here all alone
have to face it on my own
one flick of a light,
too intense to fight.
I held you when you were new,
oh how I loved you.
My brief shimmer of light,
taken forever from my sight.
Left so empty and sad,
to think, only makes me mad.
I want to join you now,
but I really don't know how.
Have to face the day,
gotta find a way.
My brief shimmer of light,
please, show me how I might.
This was written 1/15/1995, 8 months after the death of Julie. The pain was still very present~
