Photo---Junemarie and I, when we were much younger, and much happier.


Your eyes as grey as the falling rain

You no longer want to play

Your face that now is filled with pain

With memories of yesterday.



Some of which were caused by me

And the father that threw you away

The years that followed in misery

You were always the one to pay.



The frenzied search for love you sought

Was always a battle lost

When precious pieces of you were broken

It just wasn't worth the cost.



You always were so true to yourself

No compromise you gave

You'd give and give to others

Yet yourself you couldn't save.



There is a love just waiting for you

Just stand tall and strong

Someday someone will SEE you

And make your life a song.



Until the end I’ll be with youYou are a part of me

And I'm so proud to call you my own

My girl, my Junemarie