by Pam Froman
Disclaimer: Sliders is not mine and neither are it's characters. This poem, however, is mine. Please don't sue, blah blah blah.
Author's notes: Hi all! Here's a Q/W poem for you all. It is from Quinn's perspective in the 4th season. Send any feedback to wadesdiary@yahoo.com
Sweet little girl
running out of time
trapped in my memory
somewhere I can't find.
Dance little girl
for when the night was ours
The world came to an end
and you were in my arms
Cry little girl
for it's what I do
haunted in my dreams
by my thoughts of you
Sleep little girl
survive without me there
know that even through eternity
I will always care