you can count the days
pain in our hearts
somethings missing
things aren't the same
funny how life
can be so cruel and strange
hold on to the memories
create the image in our head
sometimes it's a blurr
heart remembers feelings
better then the brain
remembers scenery
deepest cut is loss
but they're never lost forever
the heart grabs a hold
while the brain try's to forget
but every moment is stitched
it's these precious memories
that really make us rich
we can keep them alive
although it may be figuratively
we wish it so to be physically
it makes us stronger mentally
we celebrate life
by living in their name
we carry on their habits
by loving the days
we spread about their legacy
by teaching in their ways
life is never easy
that is the darkest reality
the feeling of love
is never fiction
or imaginary
No matter where it goes
love will continue to love
even after death
so celebrate the life
and remember to love
every moment was a gift
live for the ones you lost
As they smile for you
from above
waiting in patience
tell the day
you meet again