Good Night Mister Tom
...o my loneliness screaming out to me in the dark. O my friend, I miss your forever lasting high spirits that kept me looking for hope coming around the bend. With a new day came exciting new places or ideas to explore. Remember the times when we would go off into the forest braving monstrous bears, and other things that lurk in the night. Then on rainy days we would conjure up all sorts of adventures to play in my attic for a room. These times would only help me to realize that there were people and beliefs to live for. You displayed to me that life can be lived to its fullest extent and beyond just by loving and being loved. There you were not caring about how odd your colorful clothing was or what people thought about you. You were just enjoying the moment. You would wear a hodgepodg...