As I think into the past
I see you.
When you look down from the sky
Can you see me too?
As many tears are shed
The memories with you fill my head.
As I say my last goodbye
‘It was too soon’ is all I cry.
As you lay beneath the ground alone
My goodbye is a flower upon your
stone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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