Lost

The sky turned grey the minute you left.

With all thats left,memories no one can replace.

All the joy the laughter and smiles disappeared when you said goodbye.

within months i had time to enjoy.

The birds are singing a song so reconizable.

Family and friends gather around to see you one last time.

Nothing has changed.

The sky will stay grey, the earth will shed its tears, and the birds will keep sining.

Emptiness, weakness, Battle cry, questions still linger.

Till the day I forget is when the sky will be blue, the Earth will stop shedding tears, and the birds will sing a happy tune.