A Man Named Andrew Eichen Poem by erik robertson

A man named Eichen

Andrew Eichen- 9/23/89-9/24/08


Words can't explain the thoughts in my head

The minutes and hours and days in my bed

Who knew this was how the good times would end

It was the saddest day ever, we all lost a friend




You wont ever know when the trouble will rise

You just go about your days and live out your lives

Here we are now wondering, what, where and how,

But the real question is what do we do now?




Although I didn't know him as well as some did

This hits close to home and the hurt still exists,

I saw him just two days before that tragic night

Thinking nothing other and that hed be alright




Well forever remember the days that were shared

With the boy that never judged, always showed that he cared

Andrew will live within us for all the years to come

His love, heart and humor cant ever be done




So from this we learn that this is not the end

Because no matter what you cant lose a friend