Courtney Redmond (1989-present / Boston, MA)
Comments about Courtney Redmond
Tombstones hold the value of a life,
While the grave yard spirits, walk along their roads calling out lost names of ones who have long lived.
But a tombstone beyond the dying horizon rests upon a wrinkly old hill,
Dead oak trees lay low over the grave of this one tombstone.
This poor soul died so young.
Flowers stray around her buried body.
Many knew her as the girl next door.
But for me, I new her more then her title
She was my life.