my flower.

I'll be seeing you in every lovely summers day, in everything that's light and gay. I'll always think of you that way. I'll find you in the morning sun, and when the night is new.


I'll be looking at the moon, but I'll be seeing you...




the days blow through like an unsettled wind. you lay there silently wishing it was all over. your loved ones pass through greeting and leaving, greeting and leaving. they look at you like a fragile object, one with grace and beauty. the days grow tiresome, the nights grow longer, your sleep grows heavier. your dreams are filled with better days and nights. they tell stories of freedom from pain. your mind wanders hoping and believing you'll get through it all. your beautiful smile lingers in the days before all this. the way you walked with pride, never letting a soul tell you, you couldnt do what your heart desired. the way you talked like you experienced so much, but you never were willing to stop learning more.

oh how the nights grew more and more silent... oh how the days grew more and more restless...


your body made of porcelain, hanging over the edge waiting to shatter.


your laughter bounces off the walls, haunts the rooms, and floats through the air like a signal of celebratory times. your movements never stopping, never letting walls get in the way. your ears never stop listening to the conversations roaming the house. your voice gladly willing to put a sense of calmness in ones heart.



oh how we'll miss the times.
oh how we'll miss your wind.
oh how we'll miss the love in your heart.
oh how we'll miss the never ending brightness in your smile.




oh how we'll miss you....






You will always be a flower in my eyes.








"Sing me to sleep sing me to sleep im tired and i, i want to go to bed
Sing me to sleep sing me to sleep and then leave me alone don't try to wake me in the morning cause I will be gone don't feel bad for me i want you to know deep in the cell of my heart i will feel so glad to go
sing me to sleep sing me to sleep i don't want to wake up on my own anymore
sing to me sing to me i don't want to wake up on my own anymore
don't feel bad for me i want you to know deep in the cell of my heart i really want to go
there is another world there is a better world
Well, there must be well, there must be well, there must be well, there must be well ...
bye bye bye bye bye ..."


Juanita sanchez
june 9, 2009