In the days after you died Mike I thought I’d go mad
To think I wouldn’t see you again made me so sad
What was worse was only six weeks away
We should have been celebrating your 18th birthday
Though my heart was broken my head was spinning too
With so many special things I wanted to say to you
The words formed in my head so I put pen to paper
Thinking I could look at it again later
But something inside me needed to get the words to you
So putting it in the newspaper was all I could do
That was my saviour because year after year
The words that I wrote helped me keep you near
As we reach the beginning of November
My heart tells me it’s time to remember
And after this difficult year, I thought
Your special charity I should support
So the words that I write, instead of going to press
Will be sent with love to a new address
I’ll never stop loving or missing you
But I’ll send the money to CRY for all that they do
All our love always
Dad and Mum
