To My Cowboy-

It’s hard to say what I’m thinking
A life taken without blinking
It seems we all rush-to grow up

Saying goodbye was never an option
He was taken too soon
But now he’s up there, with the sun and the moon

Now all we have left is memories
Of he’s black shoes with pink laces
You know what they say- life is taken at different paces

The time we have here is short
Why not make it fun and wear a fork?

With a smile on his face-and a cowboy hat
He played hard-and can never take that back
I feel empty- I miss him

Taking a glimpse at this world
Makes me want to do better-
For me, and for Peter

Peter, I love you, and miss you.  I wish I could have told you- and showed
you how much you mean to me.  You smile always lit up my room- from
eating oatmeal to playing the guitar- you are awesome.  I will never forget
you- you will always be with me.

                             Marie