No one sees the tears I cry, or hears me when I question why. I keep my pain in a private place, outside I smile and put on a face. I think of you always and often speak your name but there's a hole in my heart and life is not the same. I treasure the memories, the good and the bad. Some make me laugh and some make me sad. But you taught me to be brave, no matter what, to accept what life gives me and never give up. Through your family and friends, your spirit lives on. So In your loving memory, I'll try to be strong. Written by Liz Haggarty