Trembling hands grasping bow
Flowers laid on ground below
Candles burnt and tears flow
Balloons in hand, we let them go
Glass remains amongst the tree
Bark stripped back, in memory
Stories shared for all to see
High emotion, running free
The sun descends in golden sky
I feel your presence walking by
Fading son caught my eye
Waving back, he said Good bye
By Darren Wall
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC
Trembling hands grasping bow
Flowers laid on ground below
Candles burnt and tears flow
Balloons in hand, we let them go
Glass remains amongst the tree
Bark stripped back, in memory
Stories shared for all to see
High emotion, running free
The sun descends in golden sky
I feel your presence walking by
Fading son caught my eye
Waving back, he said Good bye
By Darren Wall
