Today,

At 4:00 all grief lifts

all voices still

and what life remains, dies

At 4:00 a spirit rises

all pain subsides

and a body is left, limp

At 4:00 tears are silenced

all nearby hearts stop

and peace is finally found. 

At 4:00, we say goodbye

until we meet again. 

my dear, unforsaken friend.

Earth Angel

A stitch,

For every person you impacted

For every good deed done

For every positive vibe

and every bit of influence shown.

A stitch,

For the strength you displayed

through all the pain

For the smiles and laughs shared

with us along the way

For the light you taught us to see

through these twisted, dark days.

Lisa

You show your strength, and we'll show ours.
Behind crying eyes.


Even weak and unconscious, we see you strong.
A mother, a role model, a friend.

Fight hard, until the end.

Time

Time.

A thing of the past, present and future.

Often used daily, but hardly acknowledged as what dictates life.

Always precious when it's running out, but never truly missed until the end.

Your time's not up. Not yet.

Not until it commands you still.

...And even then, time will still tick on for the rest of us.