Sometimes when I look up at the sky
I see a lonely white cloud floating by
I don’t know why it does,
But it reminds me of you.
And I ask myself why do people have to die.
I still can’t believe you are gone
That I shall never see you again
I shall never hear your laughter ring out
Only mute memories of your shout.
Never see those twinkling eyes
Giving way to that mischievous smile
Shy, sparkling, naughty
I guess that was your own style.
Sometimes when I am hurt
When I am sitting all alone
When I need the strength to fight back
I talk to you and I reach out.
I don’t know whether you hear me
Or feel my fingers touching you
But I want to think you do. You are always with me.
Sometimes when I look up at the sky in the night
All those golden stars twinkling bright.
And then I understand why
People like you can never die.
You are unforgettable.
You are immortal.
You are the angels of the power in us.
You are the power.