AMY

AMY

It’s over 10 years to the day, 11 to be accurate
The big success made you a mess, 
but your lyrics were immaculate.
Intensity was present
In your every single day
Integrity was present
In your quirky little way.

I miss you all the time
I missed you before you’d gone
You were my music angel
The Julia to my John

And now I have to search for 
Some other inspiration
Instead of writing songs
About my sorry explanation

And so I think of Ella, Vaughan
And poor Billie’s resistance
I wish it could live up to your
Magnificent existence.