eight twenty one was the end of her frolicking journey through earthen fields and skies,
but her reigning hand still holds sway over my heart,
there will always be a place inside reserved just for her,
my heart has never been more than a gory tear soaked life support system,
but i saved the purest part of it just for everything behind those perfect eyes of hers,
i will do my best to thread only peace into my remembrance of her,
this and her ashes is all that is left,
so I must do my best to remember and celebrate her significance,
this is my peace.
