remember me when the day begins
remember me in the night
remember me when your feeling sad
remember the sweet words i said
deprived emotion symphony stolen
regaurdles of suffering
regarudless of pain
no body understanders me, no one takes the blame
no more pain for me i ask
no more sorrow today
no more worries for me this week
problems go away
Am I walking in the night?
Do I know which way to go?
Am I talking to myself?
Am I all alone?
i tried my best to think of,
a title of this poem
for a wonderful woman that i know
her name is madaline cowen.