simply to me beautiful you see, like a painting that changes, the flowing of the waves, it all becomes forlorn and forgotten walk away, from the flowers that adorn, the top of your grave, it seems to me that beauty defined, was the loss of your breath, in those last few moments of exsistence, could you think about regret? I do wish I could have held you, in my arms in the day or the night, but one kiss was all that I gave, melancholy it still seemed right, to hold with me all of time I will not forget, at least your beautiful image, still instilled upon my mind: the answers still not answered, the questions still go unasked, I guess forever is the penalty, for never taking that risk: I still see your eyes and clear pure blueness in them, I still hold your hand, squeezing tightly in my grip; but as the days march on I find fear, you're slowly slipping away, no momentos and no goodbyes, but for goodbye there has to be a way, and it is this you can never give me, I will never get to cherish your love, no chance again to see you, no chance to fall IN love, and I find that a piece of me missing, perished with your passing, no time to find out who you really weree, and for me, shocking; no time to think, no time to react...... Dedicated to the one I will always Love, may God forever hold you in my mind. Carrie Stevenson by joshua farmer 11-13-2000 Copyrighted outside Smith/Wright Hall