Best Stacy Poems

stacy is happy
cancer now in remission
still praying although...

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You are my oxygen; I'm filled with you.
And just like the air, without you I'm blue.
I breathe you in; it's my lungs you fill.
Your scent is sweet, now my tears cease to spill.
You give me life, and you give me reason,
I've no more strife now...

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It was a sad and tragic day when you left the world.
You have a wonderful mother and two lovely girls.
You were blessed to have your mom and both of your daughters.
We went to school together and you weren't stuck up like some of the other...

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An  innocent caught in a web she couldn't possibly understand. An older man, of authority, spinning dreams of safety, security, and love everlasting.  No defenses did she have to his hypnotic attentions, but little did she know he was a man of addictions,...

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If you're wondering how long it took for a man to die after crashing a car, five days was how long it took.
The car crash killed him and his ex-wife who was named Stacy Brooks.
He was driving over a hundred miles per hour at midnight,...

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Stacy
Wife, mother, daughter, teacher
Daughter of William and Donna
Lover of poetry, writing, and legalities
Who feels abandonment, hopelessness and pain
Who fears to be alone, isolated and spiders
Who would like to see the Bahamas, New York City and Germany
Resident of Tomah, Wisconsin
Stiles...

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We went to school together and were in the same grade.
You were such a good person that you deserve a parade.
Sadly, you died twenty years ago tonight.
You died in a car wreck and that wasn't right.

You haven't been forgotten and I hope you never will.
People...

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(Dedicated to Stacy A Brooks who died in a horrible car crash on September 7, 
1997. She was the loving mother of Meghan and Madison Welch.)

She was a special girl but now she's gone.
It's hard but she'd want our lives to go on.
It's hard to...

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There's a house, enormous and aimless.
But there's a mural on the wall that's shameless.
It shows a little girl
In her dress that twirls,
Crazy though she seems.
In her eyes, hurt beams.
Her father just stands there,
Getting nowhere.
His back turned on her.
It's all just a blur.
But his eyes are...

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EULOGY FOR MISS STACY

She was such a precious one with talent and with charm,
The smile could touch the coldest heart and help it feel warm.
And with her voice she sang with praise the Savior she held dear;
Christ was so special, we could tell, in words...

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