Never Forget
Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed, and very dear.
Peacefully sleeping, resting at last,
His weary trials and troubles past,
In silence he suffered, in patience he bore,
Till God called him home to suffer no more.
Although we smile and make no fuss,
No one misses him more than us;
And when old times we often recall,
That's when we miss him most of all.
