Strong and brave, engraved on his tombstone,

but, all she remembers is a scared little boy;

Wanting to come home.


Loved by all; cherished mother of three.

Words to believe, if she hadn’t gone

As three came along.


Called by one who loves him dearly.

Love so strong; body and soul both gone.

Mumma cries, ‘dear lord, why?’


His mission on Earth fulfilled,

except, a half built home

and a child; only half past 4.


Tis a graveyard in-deed;

tis a graveyard of broken dreams.

Come love let go.


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