Young Girl

A tear that falls,

A name that is uttered,

Under whispered breath.

A wish from the heart,

That flys to the stars,

Where it hangs ever so bright.

But they will not bring back

The one who was lost.



A body that broke,

A life sparked out,

Breathing last breath,

And grief overflows.

It will never bring back,

The friend that has left.



2 months on,

And the pain is still there.

It hits when thoughts trail astray,

When we think of those sad days,

Of when the coldness took over,

Hunger subsided,

Which cannot bring back,

The girl that we loved.



Young and sparky,

Small yet bubbly,

you died so young,

Yet never left our hearts.



We will never forget you,

Sweet Sarah Booth.

For what you have left us,

It will keep us with you.



Rest In Peace