Brightness of Tomorrow
For those writings unwroten,
and those words unspoken.
The pain of yet another star fallen
thoughts bottled up until their callin'
sit and struggle for answers
to questions unknown
they attack us like cancers
that are now being shown
the wounds in our hearts will never heal
and the memories in our minds will always appeal
Wish we could go back in time
to fix the hurt
so we dont have to cry
and dig the dirt
Now we must remember to find a way to pass
laughter heals all mind's wounds and forgets to ask
Can't help but mourn and feel this sorrow
But remain strong and see the Brightness of Tomorrow.
In memory of Mike Shipley Dec. 3 1983- April 12 2001