Comments about Andrea Szyhowski
When She Was Lost
On the most sunniest day of the year,
On the most brightest day of the month,
On the most hottest day of the week,
A little girl was in the middle of the park.
These little girl was never heard,
These little girl was never seen,
These little girl was never understand,
But one day she disappeared.
No one saw,
No one heard,
No one cared,
These little girl was never there.
A little heart with little time,
A little heart with little hope,
A little heart with little chance,
Little girl who no one saw.
Little girl given one ...
I have good and bad,
some happy and some sad.
but why not the memory of you.
Just take away this blue!
Not from just me but from you two!
What memory of us do we have of us being glue?
Of all my memories, that I see,
I know that friendship was
truely might to be.