Nothing to see
Nothing to think
Nothing to feel
Nothing to heal

Nothing to laugh
Nothing to cry
Nothing to smile

Nothing to love
Nothing to hate
Nothing to say

What price do I pay,
to have you in my arms?
What price do I pay,to once again see the sunset rise?
I hear a voice telling me too late,
I'm gone,I love you,I will miss you but I'll see you again
Goodbye my dear friend
Take care.


Thanks for this poem Jenn, you are a great friend.