No longer will I see that smile,
So rich in all its playfulness.
No longer will we talk for hours
Or wall down halls together.
No longer will you scare me senseless
At 120 on the freeway.
No longer will you get your way
With parents trusting freely.
Your mother thought we'd done the deed
And wished with all her might.
But never had been intimate
Not any single night.
Yet soul mates we were meant to be
You knew me in and out.
Each Christmas day I visit you
I cry and scream and shout.
To heaven's gates I knew you went
For on that special day
I said 'Merry Christmas, Adrian.'
But heart's stopping took you away.
R.I.P. Adrian Gregory O'Leary
8/6/1975 - 12/25/1994
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Comments
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Very well said! Wonderful tribute
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Very touching wrok on this Sophie...wow...sad to lose someone special at Christmas. Thanks again.
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Good job on the poem. BTW, nice background. Good luck in the contest.
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