Memories trapped in a frame an the sky.

When I look up at the sky,
I some how see your face,
Remembering how much I loved you,
An how you were so full of grace,
A tear slides down my cheek,
An then a bunch more follow,
An the stomach that was full,
Some how grows so hollow.

Wishing You were here with me,
To help me through this life,
To make me smile an laugh,
When im in a hard strife,
Remembering how you held my hand,
And held me when I cried,
Then I cry harder,
Remembering how your mates said you had died,

A bullet shot right through you,
Causing you to fall,
My once so strong soldier standing brave,
Was laying on the ground..not breathing at all,
Blood surrounded that once so soft skin,
Your hands of silk turned to leather,
And your body went cold,
And it wasn�t because of the weather,

My hero who had saved me,
When I started to fall,
Who when I was bent over an weak,
Brought me back to standing tall,
A bullet crashed into his heart,
The thing I thought I was protecting from a far,
A single bullet stopping his breath,
Putting out the shine of a beautiful star,

They Found my picture in his pocket,
With I love you on the back,
I cry harder at this point,
cause the strength to fall to my knees I lack,
I lower my head crying,
Thinking of how they said he kissed it every night,
He promised he�d be okay,
Through the war an that fight,

I stand tall with those tears though,
Cause he would want me to stay strong,
He said he�d be here for valentines,
Turns out he was wrong,
Im stuck holding his picture at night,
Crying my self to sleep,
Thinking of those promises we were supposed to fill,
But now we cannot keep,

I stand by his grave looking up at the sky,
His spirit remaining in my heart,
His hands,
Holding it from falling apart,
But I stop my crying,
Cause I feel him whispering I love you,
I smile,
Cause I know it�s still true,

I lay the flowers on his grave,
Kiss the picture I taped on his head stone,
I hear him whisper,
Baby you can fight this pain all on your own,
I feel him hug me one last time,
An says baby move on,
Just keep me in your heart,
And just love me even when im gone,

So I listen,
And I walk away,
But im still kissing his picture,
And thinking of him all day,
But now knowing he died for me,
The pain doesn�t sting my heart,
And as sometimes I cry,
His hands are still holding me so I don�t fall apart���

By,Denysia chapman-madden