when it rains
it pours
and now your soul
will forever soar
up in the kingdom
with the lord
may we take this sadness
and let it grow-
into something beautiful
in your name.
Oh how I wish
we would have known
that the darkness
was taking control
you will be
forever missed
my brother
until the day
we meet again
I go to a small, private university and one of the students passed away last night. R.I.P. Brad