A brilliant life cut short.

A family left in pain

A day that's filled with sunshine.

One that should be filled with rain.



A quiet community shattered

by this heinous crime of late.

Wondering why it happened

and why it was your fate.



Grieving friends leaving notes of love

on the site where you were found.

Solemn notes,

Containing memories,

And wishes that you were around.



Your locker's decorated

With notes of love

That people stop to read

People that never knew you

slowly begin to grieve.



You'll never go to a prom

Where you'd surely be the queen.

Graduation will come and go

But you will not be seen.



And around every corner,

And at every turn,

People stand waiting,

Waiting for your return.



Dedicated in loving memory to

Deanna J. Cremin

March 26, 1978 - March 30, 1995