This is for you,
you know who you are,
sat listening to this from a star.
How I grieve for you,
and wish you were here.
I promise I will shed, only a tear.
A brother, a son, a grandchild,
taken from us far too soon
you are missed with each passing moon.
Our Father was stubborn,
unknown to me for eighteen,
if only I knew him when I was thirteen.
I know your pain has gone,
in heaven you are saving me a seat,
so that one day brother and sister can finally meet.
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC
This is for you,
you know who you are,
sat listening to this from a star.
How I grieve for you,
and wish you were here.
I promise I will shed, only a tear.
A brother, a son, a grandchild,
taken from us far too soon
you are missed with each passing moon.
Our Father was stubborn,
unknown to me for eighteen,
if only I knew him when I was thirteen.
I know your pain has gone,
in heaven you are saving me a seat,
so that one day brother and sister can finally meet.
