TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN by Tracy Gross
Here lies the best friend I ever had The person who brought me joy and laughter The person who brought me anger and pain.
Here lies the freed soul of a curious girl Who was always sure to bring a smile to your face Who always said and did the silliest things.
Here lies the empty dreams of a child, taken too soon She had not yet begun to live She had not yet traveled the world.
Here lies the untold truth, of why you had to go Everyone has their own thoughts of the truth Everyone knows no more than we do.
Here lies my little sister, wrapped in the arms of the earth. But, here does not lie her soul, for it is floating free on the eagles wings. |