The woman with the tear~stained face lifts her black veil,
and looks in the casket, at a body so pale.

 Suddenly, more tears tumble from her eye,
as she looks at her child, too young to die.

 I struggle to look at the body lying there,
to see who it is with the face so fair.

 Then the woman steps away and I can see,
that in the casket lies the body of me.


I dedicate this to all of my friends 
who have thought of committing suicide and the ones who have....
We will miss you and for eternity, love you.     
       
                        ~ Leah