These are the days of blue Days of sadness Of the torn away days That last too long I wish I could hold them for you In a big paper sack Recycle them into new Instead all I can try to do Is hold onto your pain While you go away and hide From these days of blue I know he would tell you too The son the brother The husband the father Most of all the friend Grief he understood He knew sadness and pain He held the losses for many If he could He would change the color For you From blue to a new hue
For my dear sis and her daughters -the anniversary time of the death of husband and father. He was the best of men. A very Best friend.