Is Everything the Same
I've seen it now
His bedroom, so dear
Everything is the same
No more reflection in the mirror
His cars, his Lego's
Yes, even his bed
Everything is the same
She knows the last words he said
The colors are brilliant
The ceiling's bright stars
Everything is the same
So much pain with the scars
His clothes, his hammock
And, yes his Boy Scout shirt
Everything is the same
Why must all our hearts hurt
Let's try to remember
Hold a memory in your heart
Everything is the same
Except we know we're apart
So love and honor him
Show someone you care
Everything is the same
And always say a short prayer
Copyright © Victoria Scott-Johnson | Year Posted 2007
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