Robyn Lane Sherley (Nov 4, 1975 - July 30, 2007)

Just...whats going on...

The pain…will it ever go?

Or the guilt…the anger as it flows?

As the year since your passing draws near

I miss you so…and it shows in my tears.

 

Failed you, I say, though it is not true…

Your sickness it is that I have suit.

It still rings clear that it is unjust

A life now gone, that should be robust.

 

Every corner, all paths, your face reappears

Though I said my goodbye this time last year

In movies, even when I am out on a drive

I remember those days when you were still alive.

 

Anger and guilt, faces of my pain…

Dark bedrooms on Saturdays, my tears still rain

When I wrongly curse God

Yet still pray –beg-- in vain

 

For you to be given what I’ve not deserved:

A second chance to live, to love, and to serve

What we all should see that we all are here

To learn to LOVE, what we hold most dear.

 

Robyn Lane Sherley...I love you still.