Mike McIlvaine: Feb. 2, 1970 - April 25, 1989

Just three years old, we met at the ballet,

Not knowing then just how close we would get.

We'd be together almost ev'ry day

For sixteen years. I never will forget

Our kissing at the movies, the front bench,

While "Jack the Giant Killer" played onscreen,

Just little kids but there was love. The wrench

Of losing you, I still feel, very keen.

Though our last talk in person was a fight,

We made up on the phone. Then you were gone.

It felt as though someone put out the light

Of my entire life, but I pushed on.

Each day since I have lived my life for two.

Today you would be 40. I miss you.