This poem is in memory of Daniel Henson,who died July 21,2001.

When I think of you,
I almost start to cry.
I take a deep breath,
and then wipe my eyes.
I turn up my head,
to look at the sky.
I've talk to God often,
I keep asking why.
I guess you thought life too tough,
to continue on your way.
Whatever it was you thought it enough,
to end your life that summer day.