WE were born two weeks apart from each other.
I am only two weeks older than you would be now.
I loved the way you were.
I knew something was special about you.
The light that was inside of you that was so bright,
I can still see it when I look into the sky.
I know things happen for a reason
and I know you are a part of something much higher
and better than where we are at in our lives,
it is just tragic that you are not still here
to enjoy the light we see in you.
I loved you the first time I saw you.
Not like a fan loves a star
just a person who loves a person.
The kindness in your heart,
the pain in your eyes and the sorrow deep within.
I thank you for being on this Earth as long as you were.
You will never be forgotten or loved any less.
|Jerianne Miller - California,
November 16, 2002