In a quiet country cemetery
Where the gentle breeze blows,
Lies the son I loved so dearly
Whom I lost 11 years ago.
Your resting place I visit
Place flowers there with care,
But no one knows the heartache
When I turn to leave you there.Of all that life has given me
And all that's left to do,
I will never know a greater gift
Than the days I shared with you
