You were the flame to my wick, you were the wax to my stick, you were the sun to my heart, you were the glue, when I fell apart. You were the only one I ever loved, now that your gone, your all I think of. I still remember your face when you said good-bye, they took you away like a thief in the night, on your 16th birthday you had died, my only true friend in my life. I would have sacrificed everything! including my life. I remember being at your side, and I remember all the tears that I cried. Our love was a fairy tale, where dreams came true, and it would all end well. I remember all the poems that we wrote, just you and I, singing our song, and writing our own lullaby, I remember your final words to me, that dark night, playing our favorite game called, (what are we tonight), and I said "I am the eagle watching the setting sun," and you replied, "if you're the eagle, I am the sun that floats across the sky, I am the one who put that gleam in your eyes." This poem goes out to my angel in the sky. 1967-1983