Remember Me
As we lay him down to rest, we say our last goodbyes.
The parting words are hardest, as we send him up high.
The life of a child cut short, but he finally has his peace.
His mom cries and runs a hand down her dress, flattening a crease.
His voice comes to us, like the wind.
"Forgive me for what I have done, forgive me for my sin.
Do not weep for me, do not shed any tears.
Promise me one thing, that you will face your fears.
I love you all but I must go.
Remember me, but without the slightest woe."
-In memory of Brandon E. Bitner & Adam Clayton Young
R.I.S.P Brandon & Adam
Copyright © Cheyenne Ruble | Year Posted 2010
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