Columbine Memorial - Kelly Ann Fleming

CAN THAT BE?

I step outside, what did I hear?

I heard the whispers,

And the cries of the people's fear.

The loneliness of wisdom,

Can that be?

The sad, sad, sorrow that I see,

That is past in the trees,

Is it true, can it be real?

Can I let them know how I really feel?

The things that I have seen,

The things that I have felt,

The feelings of sorrow

That I hope will soon melt.

Wherever I looked,

Wherever I turned,

I see shadows all through the night.

I put my head down and said a little prayer,

To tell the Lord the sad, sad, sorrow,

And the lonely cries that I have heard.

After a minute of silence, of wisdom,

I looked up slowly,

I saw a thing that I have never seen.

I saw a light and asked myself can that be?

Was it real or was it a dream?

I didn't know but hopefully

It will come to me.

It was bright and I was scared.

I didn't know what or if I should see.

I looked and then it came to me.

It was a dream.

When I was turning to walk away,

I heard a voice.

Written by Kelly in 1998. Her first draft; final draft published in Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul III