Danny Boy

...my Danny boy, I miss you. I ache for you even when I sleep and I sing for you "our song" to make you smile.

Oh Danny Boy the pipes, the pipes are calling
from glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses dying
'tis you 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
or when the valley's hushed and white whith snow
'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy I love you so

And when ye come and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me

And I shall hear tho' soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer sweeter be
If you will bend and tell me that you love me
Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to me

I put two trunks filled with your things in storage today. The trunks are decorated with stickers, painted with stars and with your name on it. Everything that was yours is precious and to let go of the life that I had with you is very painful and very difficult.

I look for you everywhere, at your school, at your graveside, at the hospital where you were already so cold when I arrived. I call your name and tell you that I am here and finally I will curl up in a bundle to cry because I know you will never come back. That I will never see you again in this world. In 6 weeks I have learned what sorrow and longing really feels like. I love you so...

...my Danny boy.