| Sadly missed along life's way, |
| Quietly remembered every day, |
| No longer in our life to share, |
| But in our hearts he's always there. |
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| Memory is a lovely lane, |
| Where hearts are ever true, |
| A lane I so often travel down, |
| Because it leads to you. |
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| Your presence I miss, |
| Your memory I treasure, |
| Loving you always, |
| Forgetting you never. |
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| I sit and wonder every day, |
| Why the Lord chose to call you away, |
| I think He saw you needed rest, |
| He only takes the very best. |
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| Everyday in some small way, |
| Memories of you come our way, |
| Though absent, you are always near, |
| Still missed, loved, always dear. |
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| A sadness still comes over us, |
| Tears in silence often flow, |
| Memory keeps you ever near us, |
| Though you died one year ago. |
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| Resting where no shadows fall, |
| In peaceful sleep he awaits us all; |
| God will link the broken chain, |
| When one by one we meet again. |
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| No farewell words were spoken, |
| No time to say goodbye, |
| You were gone before we knew it, |
| And only God can tell us why. |
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| It only takes a little space, |
| To write how much we miss you, |
| But it will take the rest of our lives, |
| To forget the way we lost you. |
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| It broke my heart to lose you, |
| But you didn't go alone, |
| For part of me went with you, |
| The day God called you home. |
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| 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. |