Comments about Angela McCune
The rain fell against the window all was silent,
I could hear a bleak emptiness that was patient.
A silhouette of the dim candle flickered against the wall,
Darkness was upon me and continued down the hall.
I could feel the softness of the blanket wrapped around me,
I was warm but knew the coldness as I breathed.
As I sat there thinking about my sorrow,
I knew that each day brought another tomorrow.
Sadness that you bestowed upon me,