I am at the cemetery today,
Placing flowers upon your grave,
It’s been four years now since you passed,
Four years ago when I saw you last.
I long to see you once again,
I miss you son, my heart, my friend,
The tears are running down my cheeks,
I feel emotionally drained and weak.
Your gravesite is not where I ever thought to be,
With only your name and dates to see,
Marking the anniversary of the day you died,
And another year that I have cried.
Placing flowers upon your grave,
It’s been four years now since you passed,
Four years ago when I saw you last.
I long to see you once again,
I miss you son, my heart, my friend,
The tears are running down my cheeks,
I feel emotionally drained and weak.
Your gravesite is not where I ever thought to be,
With only your name and dates to see,
Marking the anniversary of the day you died,
And another year that I have cried.
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