this is about my best friend stehpen. even though he's passed away i feel his present with me every
I wrote this poem about my Aunt Linda who past away in 2004. It reminds me that even though she is gone she is still with me.
A fact only exists with open doors.
THIS POEM IS ABOUT HOW I KNOW JAS'S IS GOING TO BE ON BROARDWAY DOING PAYS IN NYC SOMEDAY!
this is for the memory of my late beloved friend John Paul...Rest in Peace my friend!
this is what you might call the second version of this poem as the original handwritten one has been misplaced and has been done from memory...I will post the original when and if I can find it.
