I often sit and think of you, dear
And think of how you died;
To think you could not say good-bye
Before you closed your eyes.
Do not ask me if I miss him,
Life for me is not the same;
All the world would be like heaven
Just to have him back again.
From his broken-hearted Gran
Not a day do we forget you,
In our hearts you are always near;
We, who loved you, sadly miss you
As it dawns another year.
From Aunt Ivy, Uncle Jim, Eileen, and Eddie
His last faint whisper we should have loved to have heard
And breathed to his ear one last loving word,
It is only those who have lost who are able to tell
The loss of a loved one without saying farewell.
Sadly missed by Aunt Lil, Uncle Joe, Ted and