You see a golden bear,
holding 3 diamond balloons,
all connected by a thin golden chain,
around my neck.
Its more than that...

Its the thing that holds,
A troubled past
My past.

Holds sorrow
Of the day,
My best friend
Said goodbye...

Not knowing it was,
the last goodbye.

That chain you see,
Is the last thing I have left.
And someday,
I hope I'll know why he left.

I know he's out there somewhere.

I wish he could see how far I've come,
I hope he's proud of who I've become.

Till we are together again best friend.

I miss you Dad...