Dedications

01 February 1984 - August 2004

TO JESSI

by Kellee Kranendonk

It was a senseless, useless deed

But then Jessi, she was freed

From the hell she was in

From those who caused her sin

They used her like a dirty paper wad

And on her those strangers trod

When it turned to pain and hurt

They buried her beneath the dirt

In the end it didn't matter much

That she thought some of it was fun and such

She was mine not long ago

But back to them she chose to go

I don't know why she went away or why

The beautiful woman had to die

I never stopped loving her

My adopted sister