Oh why, oh why

Words are meaningless, now that the boy is gone. How can he not be here - he was so young and strong. Time won this game and the price was very high. If we could see him one more time again just to say goodbye. The cold sets in to numb the pain. The quiet I hear his laughter and see his grin… oh why oh why? Words are meaningless now the boy is gone. Medals, cards, photos are all what’s left of the beautiful young man. He knew the risks snd somehow accepted them - but was he really prepared to die? Words are meaningless as the days, weeks, months and years go by. The pain lives. I still hear his laughter and see his grin again and again. Words are meaningless. Just meaningless. Oh why oh why did he have to die?