In Remembrance Of Cory Thomas: Poem by Anhelica Velasqsuez

i cant remember you
right anymore
and when i do my heart gets sore,
you said you'd be back
just went to visit a friend
an hour later we foud it to be the end
i will still call you daddy
because thats what you were
to a little girl only four
in the apartment not far
we can still smell the smoke
hear the panic,
and feel the pain
i still and allways will
love you daddy
and ill see you one day
and ill forget about the plane
love you daddy and ill see you some day.