She cried the tears
that caused your cup to overflow.
And it was her shadow that was cast
in the brilliance of your glow.

Her lungs exhaled the breath
that to your unseasoned wings gave lift.
And it was the pain in her unfeigned smile
that proved her richest gift.

It was the steady of her beating heart
that always remained true...
And the comfort of her friendship
that was always there for you.

02/21/2002

Posted on 02/21/2002
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