Brittany found this poem in her scrap book.
I wrote it when we made the decision to cease
life support:
Pain
I wish I knew the reason why
pain exists and we must cry
the pain I feel it sometimes seems
exceeds the joy in what it means
pain of losing someone so dear
exposes the heart to so much wear
a heavy heart must now decide
to let her go to the other side
the sounds of machines now replace
that beautiful voice and happy face
pain is heavy and laughter light
pain is dark and joy is bright
a broken heart can never mend
a happy heart is forced to end
