|I will never forget that cool, October morning.|
Siamese Dream in the CD player,
and the echo of my sister's voice
when she told me River was gone.
I can't remember feeling pain or heartache.
All I felt was River's peaceful presence
covering me like a shroud,
pulling my soul from my body.
He forced me to take a long, hard look at myself.
I never knew how lost I really was
until my beautiful River gave me back my life.
There isn't a single day that passes that I don't
whisper his name and thank him.
His reply is simply a single falling star.
|Becky Douglas - Florida,
June 22, 1998