fevereiro  março
   23rd of Feburuary, 2002
Neila, listen, I know you are still in my heart.
I still feel you there, and your visage is still clear.
You still appear unexpectedly,
and your uncompromising confrontation with life
still moves me.
Know this, the bright flame of you life will always guide me

Ever the realist, You will taut,
"Come on, Kendall,
I am gone."
You know better than that."
And I will answer,
"But what you would have done comes to me.
You said you would haunt me and there you are.

You will not disappear as long as I live.