lemonade

i once knew this girl

we weren't close friends, but we were more than mere acquaintances

although we shared the same age, she was the teacher and i was the pupil

she was dealt a large bowl of lemons

but she quickly learned to make the sweetest lemonade

she died three years ago

there isn't a week that passes that i don't think of something she taught me in her final three weeks

now people honor her by doing what she loved

they run for her

just as she ran for others

i wish i lived in arizona so i could run in her race

but i will pound the pavement here to remember her on the same day of the race 

if you didn't know her, you should probably start from the beginning

she will amaze you and touch your heart even though she is gone

if you live in arizona, i hope you will participate in her race

it would mean a lot to me...but more importantly...to the family she left behind