In death we praise and feel sorrowful for the dearly departed.
tears flow freely and you can't stop once you've started

If only we had been nicer or done a little more.
if only i saw you that day before.

if only i knew what the cards were saying
perhaps i could have saved you and stopped all this praying

maybe this was destiny come to pass
all i know is that wave we shared was our last.

i will never forget you
you were a good mate

i just wish i had told you
but then i realised, this is a poem too late.