The Angel Above us

This poem was written for my friend who committed suicide on May 14, 2012

The Angel above us.

She did not need anything too much,
The sweet lister of a book gave her mind a twirl,
Discussions of "Lucky" would make her bloom,
A few good friends, music, and nature was just enough,
The heart of an Angel was filled with room,
While guitar hero, and rock band we would not get off,
The champion of drawings would not just lend,
but was smart, imaginative, and always daring,
She went through so much, and regardless of the situation, she was a friend until the end,
The end will never come though, while she lives in people she never touched,
Art was her expression, but blue was the color she would always wear,
The smile of an Angel was delicate,
You could see the strength in her eyes, and the dreams in her heart,
Her love for life and animals,
The fearfulness in her body was electrifying, and bounced to most anybody that came near,
And of all the kindness in her soul was the strongest,
The simple brush of this Angel is unforgettable.

I hope you have not only enjoyed today up there, but every day and I can't wait to see you again someday.
Love and miss you always XOXO

"Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one'a definition of your life, but define yourself" -Harvey Fierstein