Here's to you my friend,
As I look upon your photograph,
Your eyes look back,
Shining and bright,
For I will remember you,
Morning, noon and night.
In my heart and in my prayers,
You're my last thought,
You'll always be there.
I've grieved for you through many days,
The pain never goes away,
Precious memories are here to stay.
Here's to you my friend,
For your gentle soul,
Will spur me on through my darkest of days.
Jayne Louise Davies
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