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                    fair?
      graveside memories
Some people say they deserved it,
Some people say it was fair.
But they never knew the people they were,
They were never there.
Those three men were my friends,
I lived through that bad time.
The end of their lives made a difference,
It radically changed mine.
They got into the car that night,
After too much to drink.
They lost control on the bridge,
And drove it over the brink.
Now we're left with the question,
Why did they deserve to die?
And unless you knew the people they were,
You can't understand the tears we cry.
For although it may have been their fault,
They were so loved by some.
And they will always be missed by us,
Because they never came home.
Ker.
IN MEMORY OF KIERAN, SIMON AND SHANNON, KILLED WHILE DRIVING DRUNK, DECEMBER, 1996.
She stands alone at the gravesite,
Staring down at the grass.
Remembering the boy he used to be,
Staring back into the past.
Remembering the day he was born,
And the day he went to school.
The day he started to grow up,
Said mum's kisses weren't cool.
Report cards home every term,
And that nervous, hopeful smile.
Anxious for those words of praise,
Waiting to see her smile.
The day he started high school,
No longer a child, but a young man.
Girls became of interest to him,
And drama and the school band.
She stands still, caught in memories,
Of that face that she loves so.
The one she always wanted to protect,
Now her failure drives her down low.
Now, because of speed and drinking,
Nothing that was right.
Her son would never grow old,
He lost his life that night.
Ker.
IN MEMORY OF TIM, KILLED OCTOBER, 1999.
                 corners
I look around the home we shared,
Every corner hides a memory.
Be it good or be it bad,
Everything a reminder of you and me.
The photographs of the two of us,
At a happier time in life.
When we were so young and carefree,
No sign of tension or strife.
The dried flowers in the hall,
So beautiful, even now.
I remember that day so vividly,
When we made our solemn vows.
But then I notice the empty places,
And remember the things that stood there.
I stand and stare in silence for a moment,
Remembering all we shared.
What went wrong between us?
Why so bad so fast?
But I must look forward to the future,
Leave you in my past.
For although I still care for you,
And will no matter what may come.
You are now part of my yesterdays,
A long ago, distant one.
Ker.
                  irony
I spent my life searching for him,
That elusive, perfect guy.
The one that I could be with forever,
The one with whom I'd die.
I drifted from man to man,
Discarding them when they were wrong.
I thought I'd never find him,
I've been alone so long.
But looking back on all the men,
I find a face that grabs me.
It's your face that I see now,
You're a man that I set free.
And now, years later in life,
Looking back in my mind.
I find what I've been searching for,
What I've tried so hard to find.
I found my perfect man in the past,
The Irony doesn't escape me.
That now I finally decide,
That we were meant to be.
Ker.
                careful
                    war Your words today were different,
You seemed a little strange.
You weren't the same as usual,
Have your feelings changed?
You always say "I love you",
But for the first time, not today.
Did I do something wrong?
Change your mind in some way?
My feelings for you haven't changed,
Since the day that we first met,
I still love you as much as before,
My mind is still set.
But if you have changed your mind,
There's not much I can do.
I can't change your feelings,
I won't force love from you.
I guess I have to step back a little,
Be a little more careful with my heart.
Until I find out if this is love,
Or if we're over before we start.
Ker.
A woman and her baby, at home,
Alone, night after night.
No one to hear her cries,
Since her husband went off to fight.
He went off to protect his country,
And never, ever came home.
He died away in a foreign country,
And left them all alone.
And there's no filler for her empty arms,
No painkiller for her heart.
No love to enter her life again,
Since war tore them apart.
So she sits alone, in silence,
The only sound, her sigh.
Waiting to be with her beloved once more,
When she finally dies.
Ker.
Above photo is owned and copyrighted by Kym Anderson.
Music selected is Madonna's             "I'll remember".
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