An echo of laughter, a ghost of a grin, From the first day of school, where our story begins. Side-by-side secrets, whispered and deep, Promises made that we swore we would keep. Through awkward years and teenage dreams, We were two halves of a whole, it seemed.
Then miles stretched between us, a different high school hall, But a letter, a phone call, you were there through it all. The future was a canvas, painted bright and bold, A lifetime of stories waiting to be told.
But a chilling silence fell in your twenty-fourth year, A hope brutally stolen, replaced by a fear. In a grove of sweet blossoms, a bitter tableau, A chapter unfinished, a soul forced to go. The questions still echo, the answers unknown, A seed of injustice, in silence has grown.
And though the seasons have turned, year after year, The ache of your absence is always still here. You are not a cold case, a mystery untold, You are sunshine and memories, more precious than gold. You are the friend of my youth, eternally bright, A star in my heart, my unending light. You are not forgotten, you never will be, A part of you lives on, forever in me.
By Pam Beach “Beyond the Blog”
This poem is a tribute to a bond that was severed by a tragedy in 1985, a crime that remains a cold case.
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