When the final note of the overture ends
When breath has ceased to come
These graceful fingers no longer bend
The heart has stopped its hum

Upon leaving this earth, I pause a minute
And kiss the top of your head
If only you had been it
Alas that I am now dead

For in my life, I came to know
A love unlike all other
One that only brought me woe
And a wish to meet your mother

As I leave you now, all clad in white
Let go of pent up anger and hate
For a car that ran askew in the night
Unworthy was it of such fate
keep a smile, please remember mine
Still in it, I'm alive

The words I leave unsaid
Throb like police lights
across my mind reminding me of
those that escaped to early
That hit their target
With weak strength, gently shot down
Several other's words of similar nature
Left upon thine deaf ears of mine
Who's focus remained on one alone
And yet these words of mine
hold fast to thee, adamantly
A phrase once said, yet unwhole
With maybe and much thought
The gaps left room for acceptance
"I think I might be in love with you"
Those words best left unsaid
For now

For every word, you have so uttered
The heart beats with each letter
I'll stand and stare, yet undiscovered
Until I know you better
With smiling eyes of clear blue sky
And freckles here and there
You stand before me, once again
Like snow fall from a heaven
And like you, I too
Now see with eyes of sky
So please don't let the clouds come
Please scare away the rain
Just hold me tight and kiss me sweet
To chase away my skies of grey

Bliss in a falling object
Joy in tiny flakes
Glee coming as cold kisses
Happiness drifts downward
Excitement from grey sky
Love of winter's chill
Gladness in white, wet drops
Tiny, Wet, White, Cold
Flakes
Of
Snow

Glance behind the heavy oak door
Smell the air, thick with dust
Quiet your voice, below a whisper
Creep silently up to the ceiling high shelves
Reach up on tiptoes, up above your head
Pull down a leather bound book,
Stroke the old binding
Leaf through the pages, inhaling the musty smell
Leave a mite bit happier, book in hand
The Library

So unreal, the sorrow
The spark of life, snuffed out to soon
So much pain, so many tears
Burdened hearts cling to each other
Your life was stolen, untimely
We care, We cry, We're overwhelmed
To soon for you to leave
To soon for you to go
We truly did love you, we still do
If only we had known your pain....

Any of you out there
Who feel your lives are worthless
Know there are people who love you
When you take your life, we take your pain
Love life, it loves you.

Dedicated to: Justin Storms R.I.P. (11/11/09)

I saw you today, from a balcony above you
Like gazing through an open window to your future
About fifteen years older, yet still familiar
You smiled down at your three children.

A little boy clung to your sleeve
Gently, you ruffled his short brown hair
The oldest boy stood proud between his siblings
Lifting her head from where it lay nestled
against her mother’s sleeve, a little girl with the bluest of eyes
Her accusing eyes stared upward, penetrating me
With a flick of her long, wavy brown hair
She turned back to her mother

I glanced at the woman, the one who caught your heart
Her image blurred, tears streaked my cheeks
And my heart nearly broke as you leaned over to her
And placed the lips that I longed for, onto hers
The window fades, wiping clear the stinging image
Reality sets back in