Poetry submitted by Drew on Tuesday, September 14, 2004 at 6:38PM :

I finish my day and every night I get ready for bed.
I think of all that I have done that day,
and all the things that I have said
Wondering if it was supposed to have happened that way.

I wonder why the day was so difficult and so trying,
I look around and think of how great my life used to be.
I remember the better days when I never felt like crying,
the days when my beautiful wife was here, and now it's just me.

Tomorrow will be another difficult and demanding day,
there will be times when thoughts and memories lead to tears.
I'll pray in the darkness and alone time for her to help me find my way,
and to help me remember and cherish the wonderful years.

I feel that we were so young and didn't get a chance to grow,
never had a chance to really sit back, relax, and enjoy life.
I pray that other's don't feel the pain that I know,
because now I'm left here to go on without my wife.

To go on living everyday with shattered dreams,
with terrible emotions that continue to stir.
Having to live my life by new means,
living my fears, Another Day Without Her.

I Love You Nita