Dave found this poem while "going through some old stuff." He had written it for an English class and thought I might find it interesting and he was correct about that - I did. - poetheart 05/01/02
The skies are grayer than they were,
The rain begins to start,
The clouds escape from skies,
The sun's rays will soon depart.
The sleet and ice falls faster,
The target a broken heart.
Lest I should forget your love,
I'll put a smile on.
by Dave Parzanese~E.E.