Michael
As I sit here and think of you,
I can't help but cry.
I look up at the stars
That are twinkeling oh so bright;
They remind me of your beautiful eyes,
And how much love they had in them.
I don't understand why you had to leave this world,
I am angery and heart broken.
You were still a baby,
My baby.
I loved you more than any one man is capable of understanding.
You touched so many hearts, Michael,
And when you left us, Michael, you in turn broke so many hearts.
When you died part of me died, too.
I try to go on,
I try to be strong.
It's been two months and thirteen days
Since you left us;
The pain doesn't seem to ease.
It just seems to worsen with everyday that I have to be without you.
They say that birthdays are for celebrating another year of your life,
But you see Michael,
You died on mine.
When I was told of your passing,
I didn't want to believe that you were gone.
All I could do is pray that it wasn't true.
If I could give my life to the Lord,
In return for your life back,
I would greatfully make the sacrafice.
But that is not possible,
So I am left here on Earth,
Gazing up towards heaven,
Remembering your love instead of seeing how much you love.
And I am left with a broken, crying heart,
That holds on to your memory.
Dedicated to Michael James Cuccione
January 5, 1985 - January 13, 2001
Rest In Peace
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