Here is a poem that was given to me my a very sweet and awsome lady i met in the hospital. She is haveing a very rough time, especial now that I left. She saw me writing lots of poems and decided to write one at 3am. It is one of the best poems I have ever read.

To My Friend Mike

There is a tree outside my window its tiny little yellow leaves about to depart.
Soon more leaves will fall with every raindrop.
Soon it will be stripped bare like all of us.
Winter will come and some of the smaller branches will break just like us.
In the end the tree will still be there strang as ever next spring.
New leaves and branches will grow just like us.
Be strong and life will be new again.

Carol Andrews