What should I have called this?

When we lose those we love,
We miss them, but we know.
They watch over us from above;
They watch us as we grow.

The tears we've shed,
Blend with the rain,
And fall upon the ground.
Remember with each tear,
Shows love that is unbound.

Remember all the happiness.
Remember all the cheer.
Remember them as they were,
When they were still here.

And if you smile when you think,
Of when they were alive.
That means that a new star is born,
And their memories will survive.

J R A Gigney (8 April 2012)



• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.