Mind ravaged by demons none else could see
Or perhaps just to tired to carry on
Had life lost its color for her
Was her soul unable to continue its song
It matters not to me, the reason
I only know I'm sad that she's gone
So full of hope and energy and joy
So alive and vital when last we shared time
I'll never again hear her laughter
Never again will her smile mirror mine
I never understood what she meant to me
And now all I can give her is this little rhyme
I hope you can hear me, Tess
You did not die alone under apathetic moon
A part of me went with you that day
To lighten your journey with my heart's tune
The rest of me is left to carry on
This sad lament - too soon, too soon! Written for and dedicated to Tess Ashcroft who
will live on in the hearts of those she touched. | 
