I got the news that September day,
And all I could do was pray,
Pray that it wasn’t true,
But God decided he needed you,
I miss you more and more each day,
Because there was so much more I had to say,
I feel that you’re still here,
But every now and then I shed a tear.
I know that I will see you again,
And I can not wait ’till then.
This poem was written/submitted by christian.