It was in his bed that he left me for the gods.
I waited and waited til I cried when they told me he died.
Pictures of him in a locket. I wish I had one in my pocket.
Love and hate are one thing, but loss is something bigger.
It was cancer that sent him away and yet cancer still stays.
He is family and I will always remember he had the best life in the world.
It was 5 years ago and yet it feels like yesterday that he stood next to me.