Two years without you,
A quarter of your earthly years.
Inwardly still torn into pieces,
Inwardly flowing with tears.
Two years without you,
Memories are all that hold you near.
Most are thankfully still vivid,
And for a brief moment you reappear.
Two years without you,
So many reasons to feel sad.
But I don’t think you’d like that,
It’s not the mindset that you had.
So tears and ripped tears still present,
As we crave for the past.
But we try to live for the moment,
Because life slips by so fast.
I think you’d kind of like ,
That to honour you on this day,
We smile at the happy memories,
That forever with us will stay.