My heart is aching
though years have past.
Looking at that stone
tears come falling fast.
You always loved flowers.
Here are some for you.
I miss you so much.
I don't know what to do.
Every year I visit
memories made recalled.
My heart sinks,
speech becomes drawled.
My only hope is
one day we'll meet again.
I come yearly to say
I miss you until then.










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