When I walk by 67th park street,
I remember where was our first meet ,
and here i go back in time …..There I was, scared and frightened,
And felt as though no one could enlighten,
a new light in my life, 
for i had just been in a huge fight.
There in the pouring rain , thrown on my face
were their blames and accuses..
It felt as though they wanted me to go up in flames..
Soon after the worst was over,
I stood all alone crying for what seemed forever…
I desperately needed a friend,
someone who’d care and understand.
Then god sent his angel,YOU!
to help through what I had just gone through.
Along with time,
we may have had a few cries,
but to make up, a tone of laughs ,
maybe even one or two fights….
but none could make that bright light die.
Now all of a sudden you are gone,
but as you always said,
“After the dark there’ll always be a new dawn”.
So to honor you my friend , instead of crying over this darkness,
I’ll sit here and smile on all our happy memories.
