''Missing''

''As my tears fall to my arm, I wish I had him back in my arms, Watching all the good times we had and all the bad, The good times make me a little happier, for that you should be glad, As I cry myself to sleep, I try to stay awake, Dissappointed, sad, depression comes to me as I lay there, I hold my bear, So silent, I start falling asleep... dreaming he was there in my arm, so happy, As morning came I woke up in shock, I sat up in Disbelief, is he dead, he just can't be. He is here with me, I can feel him, As I hold myself and my bear, I close my eyes, still crying, tears of joy. -Kasey Shirley''