This was not easy and I would not have chosen to attempt it but I am glad, now that I did. I would urge others to attempt it too. For whatever the merits of the end product, the quiet process of close examination of this truly terrible event does, enable some kind of personal accommodation to be arrived at. It does not however provide much comfort for those who are directly involved in this particular case but, they are in my thoughts. I was just trying to avoid thinking too much about it before, for she could have been my daughter and he could be my son..

Tears And Winter Rain(A Song For Kayla)

The slightest glimpse of springtime
Drowned in tears and winter rain
Has the sun fallen so low
That it will never rise again?

Things will now be different?
Without you, they can never be the same
May your short life be the beacon
That sparks a long and lasting flame

This life was not your choosing
You made no choice to die
You did not 'choose your weapon'
Or choose not, to say goodbye
You and I do have a choice
And I choose to question why?
And if you choose to answer
Don't choose another 'bloody' lie

The slightest glimpse of springtime
Drowned in tears and winter rain
Has the sun fallen so low
That it will never rise again

Surely things will now be different?
Without you, they can never be the same
May your short life be the beacon
That sparks a long and lasting flame

Roger Gall 2000