Memories

It's hard to look at a picture of how you looked before you died , if only tears could've healed your cancer with all those I cried. But I guess you couldn't stay here it wasn't in gods plan, He told the angels to come to earth and take a brave good man.. So he picked you and I can understand why they'd want you up there, but why you had to suffer before you went to me just isn't fair. It's seems like yesterday when I think about your last days , my heart beats fast and I still get that burn it never goes away. So years can past and memories get further in the back of your mind, and every day I will miss you lots for ever your memories and mine.