4th of April
Heath
How much I love you I can’t tell
And for my grief I have no words
I try to find a wishing well
And chase away my dreary thoughts.
Blinded by those memories
Tears are falling down on you
And I do search a way to ease
This emptiness and sorrow too.
There is beauty without peer
There is beauty from within
This is all about your beauty
O how beautiful you’ve been.
How could the Lord’s almighty hand
ever take you away from us?
He took you to another land,
We miss you to the sun and thus
We won’t believe you’re gone.
But let’s not cry
no
let’s not moan
let’s celebrate today
“Happy Birthday”
I take thee home,
Wither I just cannot say.
Heath
How much I miss you I can’t tell
But for my grief I’ve got these words
I finally found the wishing well
To unite our very thoughts.
I love you
Always.