strawberrypie999
Proud Member
Dear Michael
Dear Michael,
I think that you would be proud of us all,
We're standing up tall and proud,
Even though the media has pushed us up against a wall.
They're so full of themselves just spreading their dirt.
We are filled with such anger, at the cause of most of your hurt...
Dear Michael,
Thank you for lending your ear.
I hope this message will find you well up there, from here.
Don't worry for us, you've done that enough.
For once, let us worry for you...
Dear Michael,
We missed you yesterday, it was your birthday.
But of course, we smiled.
You gave us so much to celebrate.
We sang and we danced,
Made fools of ourselves.
We can never top the greatest.
Dear Michael,
I guess my letter's almost through.
Believe me Michael, we'll never be finished thinking of you.
You gave to us all, all that you were.
Sweet Michael, you didn't know how much it would hurt...
Dear Michael,
You can finally rest your weary head,
Lovely Michael, atop the clouds of Heaven's bed.
Don't work too hard, wherever you are,
We're always remembering you.
You're still our bright and shining star,
Dear Michael.
-Casey Marie
August 31st, 2009
Dear Michael,
I think that you would be proud of us all,
We're standing up tall and proud,
Even though the media has pushed us up against a wall.
They're so full of themselves just spreading their dirt.
We are filled with such anger, at the cause of most of your hurt...
Dear Michael,
Thank you for lending your ear.
I hope this message will find you well up there, from here.
Don't worry for us, you've done that enough.
For once, let us worry for you...
Dear Michael,
We missed you yesterday, it was your birthday.
But of course, we smiled.
You gave us so much to celebrate.
We sang and we danced,
Made fools of ourselves.
We can never top the greatest.
Dear Michael,
I guess my letter's almost through.
Believe me Michael, we'll never be finished thinking of you.
You gave to us all, all that you were.
Sweet Michael, you didn't know how much it would hurt...
Dear Michael,
You can finally rest your weary head,
Lovely Michael, atop the clouds of Heaven's bed.
Don't work too hard, wherever you are,
We're always remembering you.
You're still our bright and shining star,
Dear Michael.
-Casey Marie
August 31st, 2009
