Treasure Island

Shauna Stoltz

(03/02/1990 / Washington)

Jordan


You left so quickly
without a good-bye
Jordan on this day
leukemia took you away

It seams like only yesterday
I saw you as healthy as ever
then all of a sudden
things changed and not for the better

Jordan they took you away
and we don't know why
all of this sorrow today
its just makes me wanna cry

they took another victim
but why did it have to be you
you helped lift me up Jordan
and you stayed very true

I can't take it anymore
another death due to cancer
we need to do more about this
get things going to find a cure

do this in memory of Jordan
who passed away today
at the young age of only 18
just a freshmen in college

he was to young to die
and such a painful way
but God watched you from above
he couldn't take it anymore

so he ended your pain
and ended your grief
but why now at this time
why not later on the year

things happen for reasons unknown
that we can't change though we wish to
all we can change is our attitude
and look at the bright side of it.

in memory or Jordan 9/7/05

Submitted: Friday, March 30, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, February 09, 2011
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