It's been a year. The sadness tears at mummy's heart still. When is this going to be better? I do not know.
Your silent bed. Your ashes in your room. Everytime I cook a meal, thinking of you.
The dreams I have of you alive. Only to wake up to despair again.
The last time I saw you alive, you were happy. Going off to school. You never return.
Love you forever, my boy. Wait for mummy and daddy, we will find you when our time is up ❤️
We wrote a memorial for you. It's all that we have now, instead of you.
The world prays for you now. Your spirit is with God. Fly free now.