Your Laugh Could Kill the Cold

I never heard your song again 
Your laugh could kill the cold
I never knew loss like that my friend
Your youth was no way old 

I never could come back here again
My stories I’ve never told
I never slept still and alright again 
always feeling too bloody cold 

I never said thanks to you my friend 
the years of battles had taken hold
You gave your life to protect me your 
friend and I can feel you truth be told

I crouch here and touch your grave 
my friend. Your headstone is so cold.
I cry tears for the years of you my 
friend when we joked we’d never 
grow old.

I came here to see you my friend, 
to honour your beautiful soul. 

I never heard your song again

Your laugh could kill the cold.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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