August 6,1997

Looking out upon this sunny day,
We all put our hands together and pray.
We pray to take away the bad and the good be restored,
Deep down in our hearts we wonder what it's good for.
A loved one is lost and we want him back,
Our are mystified and our hearts are under attack.
Although this tragedy is hard on us all,
We must help eachother to stand tall.
Take these bad feelings and turn them into good,
Not because we want to, but because we should.
So now it's time for us to say our last goodbye,
Remember that it's our bodies,not our spirits that die.