TWO YEARS ON
We?ve seen your little robin Matt,
Flying low and singing high.
We?ve seen your loving kisses,
Written in the sky.
White feathers are a legend,
Lying on the ground.
A certain sign to all of us,
That you are still around.
We?re all with you in spirit,
We talk to you each day.
And know that when you?re passing by,
You?ll pause a while and stay
Within the hearts and minds of those,
Who hold your memory dear.
Grateful to have known you,
The way you were.
The Family
Originally printed on July 9, 2010.