It's been twenty years
But still we shed tears;
Tears for what should have been
Tears for what we should have seen

The sparkle in your eyes,
There will never be a wedding band
There will never be any grandchildren
There will never be a woman's stand

There is no reason
for your leaving
Just a sad hole in our hearts;
And after twenty years,
We're all still grieving

You were taken from us
with absolutely no warning;
The question - why?
I ask almost every morning.

Sleep well, my girl....


Copyright Dee Johnston March 27/00