Your Place

A black box,
For the rest of eternity,
One was made for you,
One will be made for me,

Everytime I see the stone,
All I can do is cry,
So sad thinking,
That you had to die,

So I stand above you now,
Put a flower above your resting place,
Turn now to walk away,
Wiping tears off my face.

14-8-05