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by Tasha Oct 10, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about death
All three of you are angels now, and in silence my head will bow. We cry because now we are alone, and it's not you angels we can phone. Sometimes I look into the sky, and all I can ask God is why? I wish so much to see all of you, because I know you miss us all too. It's been days too long, and every time I hear your song a tear falls from my eye, then I silently sigh. It seems like yesterday you were here, and still my heart sheds another tear. Things here are not the same, and will not be until I can say your name. I know you are in a better place, but I just wish you see your face. A picture will never do, because I cannot touch you. And angels you will forever be, watching over me and my family, that has become only us four, please be waiting at heavens door.