When the Moon and the Stars collide

Four

{Boston, Massachusetts} 2:19pm-3:02pm

"Jessy loved to write poetry,"

"Almost to the point of craving. Yes I think that's about right, she craved it about as much as her lungs craved air, that air that kept her...alive." She wiped away another tear. "I have what I belive was her last one-unfinished." She looked at the crumbled notebook page and smiled.

'Hill To Hill' by Jessy ♥

Hill to hill,

Sky to sky,

River to river,

Tear to Tear.

How could angel, bring so much pain?

If I was to visit, would you invite me to stay?

I'd love to help you rid the world of all its hate.

We would be the message constellations couldn't portray.

Mountain to mountain,

Galaxy to galaxy,

Ocean to ocean,

Cry to cry.

If I stayed, would it just be you and I?

From here, up there, is just divine.

You make things here look brand new,

The glow from you stars and he moon

Maybe one day I'll visit (and stay) and it will just be you and

"Thank you for your time." She grabbed her daughter's ashes and walked out of the church.

Dedicated to Cancer the killer. ~ Winnie