April 17

Another year has come and gone

And you are still gone

Buried on this day

Under a tree, by a stream

Beautiful place to sit and wait

As the pain echoes with each beat of my heart

Later I will get up and walk away to rejoin my life

But for now I sit under the tree, by the stream with you

Every year is the same and you are still gone, it’s been so long

No more whys, no more guilt or blame

Just me and my grief for evermore

And you are still gone.

As another year has come and gone