kathleen 21st November 2008

I am The Host! As we prepare to lay you to rest, We can never forget, you were the best. Our Protector, Our Saviour, Our Knight of Gold, It's a shame you were taken, you were not old! We'll always remember, the things you did, The way you behaved, when you were a kid. The jokes you played, the times we cried, Now we're all so sad, that you have died! Now at my lowest, with no way out, I sit here alone, I scream and I shout. I cry tears of sadness, for the days, When you would try, to show me the way. You were always there, when I needed you most, Now alone on my journey, I am the host.