Nat
Another year has passed,
Since that fateful day.
When God chose to take you,
Up to heaven far away.
Your Mom often does wonder,
Just how you might look.
Astrapping young man,
With adventures straight out of a book.
Stina has all your pictures,
Hung all over her wall.
She's got a really great boyfriend,
Who's at her beck and call.
Iv'e never seen a more beautiful sight ,
Then when the girls remember.
Their little man Nate,
Full of piss and vinegar.
The girls are doing alright,
But keep a watchful eye.
In case they need some extra help,
And be there when they cry.
More often then not a smile will come,
To the lips of those who loved you.
Always remembered , never forgotten,
This and every day 'tis true.
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