AlidaDermot

and how lonely she would be? But I was upset when he took you away from me so quick.We will carry you in our eyesFinding me like that

Faith is what is hoped forworking in your gardenThinking of youYou made me the little boy I am today

Sometimes we grieve because we are too stubborn. I know that there are things that don't belong to me, but I still can't let go...and I'm not there to comfort youHer flowers still bloomShe opens her eyes for the last time