A Voice from the Eastern Door

In memory of my son and our brother: Michael J. David

July 13, 2009

This life is filled with pain and sorrow…

I always wonder if I’ll make it through tomorrow

I don’t know what I’m to do

I am always missing you

I think about joy and laughter, and tears, and try not to have any fears

I close my eyes and take a deep breath

But once again I start thinking about your death

You told me you would be gone a little while

And told me to always keep on a smile

But it’s been longer than a while

How do you expect me to smile?

I know you will always be in my heart

But it is slowly breaking apart

I always loved having you near

And now I wish you were here

Love from,

Mom, April, Ryan, Elvis and Dawson

 

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