I was scared we wouldn’t find you in the dark,
I’d only seen you there one time before.
I hoped that there would be a glowing mark,
That would lead us without fear towards your door.

She was scared because she didn’t like the place,
She promised that she would be calm and strong.
I took her hand and held on just in case,
But she knew it was not scary all along.

I thought she’d be the one who would remember,
It hurt when I found out she forgot.
She said that she thought it was November,
As she stood there and lied we were distraught.

But when I saw the candle glowing brightly,
The fear and hurt and pain all went away.
It guided us and lit your grave so lightly,
We wished you well on your 19th birthday.