To Scott…

Today may not have been about you as much as it should have been, but that doesn’t mean I’ll EVER forget you or ignore you, even if you don’t care.
Suicide is a mistake, and it causes so much pain, but it can also cause greatness.
You caused us a lot of pain, but I hope you take comfort in that while I wish you were still here, your death sparked many great things in my life. It taught me about people, life, death and everything inbetween so that I could make a difference. Like I did tonight.
I toast my imaginary beer to you and with a loud belch proclaim that I am and will always be your nephew.

There’s a Rose

There’s a rose on a wall,
It’s day has come and passed
There’s a rose on a wall,
reminding us of the past,
of possibilities
gone like a shooting star
or yet to come to pass.
There’s a rose on a wall,
love and hate can’t find it,
time shall never bind it.
There’s a rose on a wall,