In loving memory of my beloved sister, Shirley A. Smith.

Killing MeThese feelings eat at me and you never leave my mind.I search for all these answers I'm never going to find.What happened on that night and what was your last word? Did you feel anything,What's the last thing that you heard?Was it the pole you struck or the racing of the car?The thoughts of Mom and Dad racing from afar?Just so we could get to you, we drove our car so fastAnd finally we got to you, our feelings were AT LAST.The next thing that we heard, you hadn't made it through.I remember how our family melted with the thought of losing you.Three years have gone right by and you always feel so near,I'll just be standing there, and then your voice I hear.I turn around to grab you and then the truth sets in,I see a similar face, it looks just like a twin.But Shirl, no one can replace the sister that I lost,And I hope the man that did this has to pay the cost.So know how much we miss you every day since you've been gone.From month to year and all the days we live from dusk til dawn.Love you, Shirl!