My tears are salty. They sting my face. Blur my vision. I close my eyes and think of the ocean It is flat I try to see to the other side. I cannot.it is endless. I close my eyes and I see the sand. Each grain blowing. I try to see to the other side I cannot..it is endless. My thoughts are circling. Like a pen on a Spirograph. Circling.I try to stop. It is endless. I want them to see my smile. And remember me. I want them to remember my mind. It is brilliant. I want them to remember my laughter. It is infectious I want them to remember my love for them. It is pure. My pain is real. Hurts so much I want to surrender. My eyes are closed. But tears still blur my vision I am not afraid. I want them to know I am not afraid. I wish I could see beyond to the other side. My arms are open. And I am not afraid. Please remember I will fly forever.
Donny was a brilliant teacher who took his own life on October 2013. He was only 24. Β With great introspect I write this poem for you, sweet Donny.