Hello out there

Well I was a bit edpressed and emtional yesterday. I came home tonight in search of friends/families addresses to start sending my wedding invitations. ;)

In my search I found this poem I wrote shortly after my dad died. I thought this was some thing to share.... I hope I dont scare any one.

No Control

death

when people go

some show happiness

some show pain

no words can show

how we must live in vain

as we suffer

for those who have passed

only memories we have

to keep our loved ones alive

it feels like a bad dream

we wait to wake up and not suffer

we will never put them last

as they live a new life

when will it be my time to see again

if I die who will know

will people show

who will even care

why do we worry

if we live to die

so does it really matter when we go

if it was today

who would even know