Sharma, Keagan

December 15, 2008 – March 8, 2009

Send me a sign, to tell me good-bye
To help me be strong, don’t let me cry
Whisper you’ll miss me, and forgive me in time
I wish you were here but it seems like a crime.
I want to see you, and to hold you tight
But you’re gone–alone, without a fight
I kneel beside you at your grave..
Alone with your memory, that will never fade.
I see it all so clearly and hold it so dearly.