Amanda Lou Crotts
'Til They Meet Agian

Emotion rakes her body
and stimulates her mind.
How long and how far
until they met agian.

For one brief moment
they were whole
and then in a single moment --
one small instant --
it all changed.

Sadness fills her body
as her soul slowly dies.
Never to know if she will
live fully agian.

Years later,
once the tears have dried
and the wounds have healed.
She will know she can live agian,
for in her heart she will know
love and know they will meet again.
17

Beautiful Smile
and a Beautiful face,
soon you would be 17.

If only you could have lived
to see the day.
How happy and full of life
you would have been.

So sad the day you left;
tears flowed,
little tiny mountain streams.
Trying to tear away the heartache.

Time finds the only way
and now over a year later,
we still grieve
but it lessens
for you are remembered
every signle day
in the hearts and minds
of many.

If only you were still here
and could see,
the day,
the fast-approaching day,
when you would have been,
17.
Awake Crying

I miss you more than your heart can ever know,
how could time and the Earth have let you go?
The angels now hold you in their arms,
allowing you to remind us --
day by day --
how precious life really is.

It can change in the blink of an eye,
an instant and all you know,
is gone,
in the past.

Left only behind are memories,
precious and few,
clung to like lifelines,
to the now departed.

I think -- as time goes by --
I get better,
my grief lessions,
and then,
I wake crying,
missing you.
Your smile,
your voice,
your quiet understanding.

Oh, how I wish you were still here,
still walking the halls and laughing,
joking and teasing.
The world, I would give, for that
but all I can have are these memories
and so,
all I can do is...
awake...
crying.
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In My Mind's Eye

In my mind's eye,
I see you there.
So close yet,
so far out of reach.

Time flies quickly away
and yet it seems like yesterday,
when I saw you,
rounding that corner,
smiling and greeting me.

Then just one short day later,
one revolution of Earth,
you were gone.
Lost forever.

Yet in my mind's eye,
I know you are still here,
watching me,
smiling at me,
keeping me safe.

I know I will always miss you,
that is not my choice,
but the pain is coupled with pleasant memories,
never to be forgotten.
You will never be forgotten.
Silently

Silent watches,
silent stares,
tell me that you are still there.

I feel your presence everywhere,
walking these halls where your feet once tred,
in the classrooms where you once patiently sat,
everywhere I feel you.

You are never forgotten,
silently thought of.
I never understand why,
silent and never vocal.

People grieve in their own ways,
I think of you as still here,
though some thing of you as gone.
I never will think of you like that,
to me you will always be here.

Always watching over my shoulder,
silently.
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