THERE IS REASON
Just as tears seem to dry and my crying will not bring you back again.
Emotionally I am still so fragile, just as I ask GOD for a reason just the same?
Yet, weary for that inner peace, which each night never seems to come.
I am carried through each day by the good memories of you,
which are lasting so long.
Good memories; are the reason that for me, you will never be gone…
For Joyce by Richard...