Our darling Ben you've gone away
And with the angels you now play
It's just not the same now that you're gone
We miss you so much our darling Grandson
We hear the soft sound of a wind-chime and then
We look at each other and say "That's our Ben."
As we carry on our lives and go through the years
We'll remember you always through our vale of tears
But we'll also remember how you brightened our days
With your cheeky wee smile and your inquisitive ways
We can't see you but we know where you are
On a cold dark night we can see your star.
