TERRY'S POEM I THINK OF YOU THROUGH OUT THE DAY WHAT YOU'D DO AND WHAT YOU'D SAY WHEN SOMETHING GOES WRONG I LOOK FOR YOU THEN I RELIEZE IT'S UP TO ME TO DO THAT THIS JOURNEY ALONE I MUST MAKE STUMBLING AND FALLING FROM DISSIONS I MAKE I TALK TO YOU AS IF YOU CAN HEAR THE CRIES OF MY DAILY FLUSTERATION AND FEAR SOMETIMES ALONE I SIT AND CRY KNOWING MY HEART SHALL SURLY DIE WONDERING IF LOVE CAN SURVIVE SUCH AS THIS WANTING HELD, CUDDLED, A SOFT LOVERS KISS A GIRL OF DREAMS I'VE ALWAYS BEEN NOW IT SEEMS I JUST WANT TO GIVE IN I'M NOT MEANT TO BE LEFT ALONE ONLY HOLDING YOU VIA THE PHONE HOW I WISH THEY WOULD LET US BE OPEN THE DOORS AND SET US FREE DON'T THEY KNOW I CAN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT MY TERRY I'M NOT ALIVE YOUR NOT PERFECT I KNOW THIS BEST BUT REALLY NO WORSE THEN THE REST YOUR MINE AND THAT'S ALL I NEED TO KNOW FOR BETTER OR WORSE, BECAUSE GOD SAID SO. MY HEARTS STILL YOURS, NO OTHER CAN TOUCH THE LITTLE GIRL INSIDE THAT LOVES YOU SO MUCH.