This poem came to me right after Ode to Erik. And it is written for his
point of view about me and other phans.
A Phan
A young woman sits and writes
Tears run down her cheeks
As she cries for me
And the life I knew
This is all new to me
Never in my life
Did I have anyone
Who understood my plight
And yet she is not alone
There are others who understand
And wish my story
Had a happier ending
And that I didn't have to die alone
She is a phan
And has been ever since she first heard
My story of woe set to music
And she has made a place for me in her heart
Like so many other phans
That keep my story alive
In their hearts and minds
And in doing so never let my spirit die
point of view about me and other phans.
A Phan
A young woman sits and writes
Tears run down her cheeks
As she cries for me
And the life I knew
This is all new to me
Never in my life
Did I have anyone
Who understood my plight
And yet she is not alone
There are others who understand
And wish my story
Had a happier ending
And that I didn't have to die alone
She is a phan
And has been ever since she first heard
My story of woe set to music
And she has made a place for me in her heart
Like so many other phans
That keep my story alive
In their hearts and minds
And in doing so never let my spirit die
