Will you please tell
Will you please tell, 
My mum and dad.
Now that I've gone, 
Please don't be sad.
The conditions I had, 
Really gave me pain.
And put the family, 
Under lots of strain.
Now that I've gone, 
Don't give up hope.
I will be around, 
To help you cope.
My energy went, 
So very low.
And I could not smile, 
To those I loved so.
When you stroked my hair, 
With your loving touch.
Although I've gone, 
I still love you so much.
Written by David Boyce
19th August 2007                
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