Jeremy's legacy I think that my mother left her love for me being her first born child. she also expressed it by fussing at me for things that were wrong and teaching me a lesson about being positive. Her death has changed my life and attitude. I will follow in her footsteps for the rest of my life.
Waiting
In the morning I lie in bed Waiting for you to wake me up Until I remember that you're not here
At night I lie in bed Waiting for you to tuck me in Until I remember that you're not here.
Then I remember that you are also Waiting for me to come to you Only you're waiting in heaven.
Angels Arms poem written by Jeremy Lamm Copyright @ 2006 |