|On the day that you went away,|
I cried a hundred tears.
I wish I could hold you in my arms again,
but I know that will never be.
As I sit by the bay my tears and hair
dance in the wind like leaves in the fall,
as I think of all the times we shared,
even though it kills me.
No matter how hard I try I know I'll never be
able to forget the day that you went away.
|Lacey Tomlinson - South Carolina,
June 25, 2002