Twas on a June day, that God said unto thee
Your mission is finished, now come unto me.
We two were nigh three, when you left for above
Oh How I've missed you, for you I did love.

Our Mom was so sad, and oft she would cry
She'd play I was you, and then you'd be I.
Youth kept me sheltered, from grief that could be
And through life I wondered, and never could see.

Why life seemed empty, why things seemed so awry,
My life was spent searching, but ne'er did I cry.
Then came the day, that I opened my heart
To grieve as I should have, from the very start.

Our Dad passed away, and he too I did miss
No longer could I share, in sweet words and a kiss.
Twas then that I learned, in a grief seminar
That for years I kept things sealed, as in a jar.

Mom told her story, of the losses she'd had
Her loss of four wee ones, and now she'd lost Dad.
As she spoke of you, my twin, the tears they did flow
Why they hadn't at three I really don't know.

Grief laid within me, that I'd carried so long.
But when that night ended, I sang a a new song.
I now look to heaven, a place that's so bright
And soon I will meet you, when I take my last flight.

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