An Account of Tragedies and Miracles, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

I know who the man is that Valere should have married;
If she didn't end up buried.
This fact will make me quite upset;
But, Valere should have married Brett.
They were together and separated over the years;
And losing her caused many tears.
They surely loved one another;
Valere could have been Brett's child's mother.
But, in April 2001, Valere committed suicide;
And everyone that knew her cried.
I once didn't understand how life could go on;
But, it seems there always comes a new dawn.
It was the year of the worst American disaster in history;
At least, in 2010 Osama Bin Laden's whereabouts was a solved
mystery.
Nine months after 8/11/2001, my nephew Charlie was born;
So that my family can be less forlourn.
2001 was a terrible year; 
It caused so many so much fear.
Now, it is ten years later and I'm the happiest I've ever
been in my life;
Because I just became Jacob's wife.
A month later, my happiness is much more mild;
Because I just lost my feline child.
Posted: 2011-11-06 14:31:05 UTC

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