Hun Hun Hun

When I died you came to my funeral you stayed with me while they prayed and after the service was over you help carry me to my grave when I died a pool of tears from you came crashing down but let a shy of relief was there from you when no one was around When I died you took my family in and helped them through the bad time you bought gifts to my children and my wife a glass of wine you reminded them I was in a better place even though I went before my time and you told them I had no more suffering and that I would be just fine you told them that I loved them and I was with them no matter what you told them that you missed me and you felt this way but tell me truly what is it so that I may understand Why did the knife that kilt me come from your hand? HUN hun hun