Forever.
There’s not a day that goes by,
That I don’t think of you.
The day you died,
Was one in a few.
We won’t forget you,
Now or forever.
But it’s time for rest,
As with your casket we lever.
My friend you lay,
Beneath solid ground.
While we come,
And put flowers all around.
You’re always in our hearts,
Forever more.
With wings like angels,
You’re starting to sore.
You’re loved and missed,
But in our hearts,
No matter what,
including when death did us part.
Copyright © Darylsue Lockhart | Year Posted 2010
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