Alicia Wilcox 1969 ~ 2009


Oh my Alicia, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. Thank your for being you. I will miss most your charm, your wit, and your spunk. Travel on brave one. We will all miss you!!

Our love,

My life I live so complicated
Open eye shall see me jaded
Should I, could I have but waited
Eden gates are golden Plated
Sleep shall come, again belated

Whispers through the dark I hear
All the ghosts that stay so near
To Witness fruitless cry and tear
Ere the nightmare encountered here
Rushing forward as they leer
Sandmen only mythical, dear

-Alicia Wilcox, 1985

About Michael

Lives in Salt Lake City, Utah. Enjoys Cycling and Web Design. Has a dog named Bear.