| Ian 22 long hard months since we said goodbye, 22 hard months of asking why? I awaken each morning with thoughts of you, The memories are there but so hard to find, I try to recall our childhood dreams, The times we played,the laughs and the screams. I look at your son and see you there, the pain we carry is so hard to bare, Connor is growing oh so big, his blonde hair his cheeky smile, He`ll never know you like we do Boo, he looks at your photos and knows your name, I just hope in time he?ll see you again, he needs his dad and sometimes it makes me mad, Because I see him looking ohh so sad. Then there`s Emily, your heartbroken niece, old enough to understand, She looks at your photo it brings her to tears oh dear Boo she so full of fears, Asking questions we cannot answer, crying tears we cannot dry, And all along we ask ourselves why?? You were a true gentle man, the joker of the pack, Ohh our Boo we`d give anything to have you back, Our hearts are broken, your sister so sad, Cos whatever you did here was never that bad, You loved us dear, And was always near, And now I look and your no longer here, How do we go on, when do we move on? Ian I love you and always will, your smile, your blue eyes, now a shining star up in the sky, your heartbroken little sis. Sara xxxxxxxxx |
| 22 LONG HARD MONTHS |
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| U2`S NO 1 FAN "OUR BOO" |
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