Tears For April Poem by Alan Strand

Tears for April
A child full of hope
Made some bad choices
All leading to dope

She got hooked on drugs
In the Downtown Eastside
Fighting a battle
Living the lie

Drugs took her down
A Skid Road of pain
Ran hard from her life
With nothing to gain

A needle is filled
The crack pipe’s aglow
Lift her to Heaven,
Her son sobs below

Tears for April
She’s Destiny’s waif
She can’t find her home
She’s now somewhere safe

Refrain:
Tears for this girl
She lost her way in this world
Tears for this girl
Tears for April

(In memory of April Reoch for the documentary 'Tears for April',2007/07/02)