This time of year is always hard
It reminds us of what we've lost...

Dear Dad,
Almost four years now since we last spoke...

Hand In Hand,
We\'ll Face It All...

Ripped and torn, I am not whole
Without you my life is cold...

I had a dream
It was so real...

Looking back a year ago,
We only said "Hey" in passing...

Day by Day,
Night by Night...

Every Single Minute,
Of every single day...

I see you with other people,
Laughing, Joking, Having Fun...

As I sit here in this corner,
Tear streaming down my face...

A Little Girl Came up to me,
And asked a question politely...

A cover of black satin quilts the sky
Devours the noise of day...