Stacy
by Randy Johnson
She was a special girl but now she's gone.
It's hard but she'd want our lives to go on.
It's hard to accept that she's dead.
She should've had many more years ahead.
Now her children are left without a mother.
She was good to her children and people loved her.
It's so sad that her life came to an end.
She touched the lives of all of her friends.
She was so good throughout the years.
Now people say goodbye and shed their tears.
She was only twenty-five when she was killed.
Now you can understand the grief that I feel.
(Dedicated to Stacy Brooks who passed away September 7, 1997)