you would be 17 today
if you hadn't died
even though it was a long time ago
today I feel empty inside
I wear your favorite color
along with mourning clothes
no one asks me why
everbody knows
I sit here remembering
memories both good and bad
thinking of the future without you
I can't hide that I'm sad
no laughter from me today
no smile on my face
soon it would have been a year
counting, eight more days
still we all think of you
you're still fresh in our minds
and we weep internally
for the soul we left behind
so as I sit here quietly
pondering about you
I think "Happy Birthday Jimmy"
Always, from me to you



 
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