I look at photos from last year
I think of the stories you told me
Now they are just memories
I want to be a tree in my next life
you told us on one road trip
I'll plant a tree in my garden
and carve your name in the bark
I have a place for your things
I will take care of your machine
I will put soap in my wardrobe
To cherish those memories
I'll save a spot for you at the table
I'll toast on you forever
I'll remember what you taught me
I'll be proud of me like you were
I love you.
