Every time i come here i feel so sad,

Tears in my eyes of sorry for the brother, grandma and grandad i once had

but now they've all died.

So many memories of times gone by (Ive just looked around and no ones close

so its ok to cry)

The flowers from last week the ones i thought then we're the best will end up in the bin

over there with all the waste "a good place to rest".

Ive emptied the old water out and refilled the pot, Every flower is put in with special care

Oh i wish i could do more show i really care,

Im sorry for the silly things i did in the past, the fights,

ghost we never saw on those dark winter nights, 

The times i used you as a goal post because you couldnt play football,

And thats another ghost,

The past is all ive got,  and again im crying looking down at the Plot,

Its only a little piece of land but i come here and feel sad "WHY"

I dont really understand.

Maybe you we're the stronger than me and i as the eldest brother was weak!!!!!

I'll wipe away my tears and say goodbye,

I'll be back again with new flowers same old tears 

The same time newt week.