For Chris

Talented and creative you were

funny, warm and caring

But then some friends gave you a dare

Addicted you became to cocaine,

heroin, and much more and

we lost the boy we used to adore

Rehab came and went and the years passed

In and out of  Prison trying to get on track

But the boy we adored we never got back

It became bigger than you this addicted life

and you could no longer cope with the

trouble and strife

Sadly the boy we adored took his own life

but we trust that in spirit you are nutured and free

the artist and creative you should always be

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We knew you were ill Grandad

but the end came too soon

No change to say goodbye

We always thought of you fondly with

memories shared from when you were a lad

to the much loved gentleman who passed

I so wanted to hear your voice

to feel you around me and know

this comunication wouldn't be our last

The medium said Grandad is with you

He sends much love and an apple

Thats right you see you always

said I was the apple of your eye!

The news flash reported a murder

I saw your name and thought it must be a mistake

A young man, a new dad, so much to live for

Surely it couldnt be true

But it was, you were gone in minutes

Your family left in shock and grief

Never again would you walk through their door

A court case, a trial, a sentence of life

You sometimes come back in your playful way

The young cheeky man who liked to play

And at least you are free from any more strife

Supported in spirit and as large as life

For years now I've just wanted you to say your proud

and pray with each phone call I may just hear those words

But each time I try to share my developements, I hear the embarrasment

in your voices and you cut into my conversation with words so loud

You see I didn't follow your preferred path, I am not a sheep

I am following my true path, how many can say that?

So many negative comments that constantly go round my head

when I am trying to sleep

Remember its ok to be individual, to be a bit different,

a bit that way out, but not mentally insane as people have said

Just me following my true beliefs, my passion to help others,

to bring spirit to more people and maybe one day make you proud!

You know spirit whisper in your ear, saying hello darling Grandma here!

Should you tell your sitter, is it ethical, will it bring fear

You search and search for the right teacher

Trusting spirit will bring them near

The day dawns, you connect, you are a channel

The voices and feelings are real

You bring confirmation from loved one's

Even to say remember Granny's pink flannal!

You want to share your belief with others

But know from their looks its not your day

A bit mad her you them them say

Ah yes my friend but I am never alone

Goodbye my friend its time to part we have to let this friendship go

A little understanding would have meant so much

But instead you treated me like a bit of a 'show'

Look at her believing in spirit, a bit mad, a bit strange

and not the girl I used to know!

Thats right my friend I found my path,

my support, my spirit, the person I want to be

So I have to send you on your way you see

and pray you find your own love & light