Keepsake - A Poem about An Old Friend

I stand by myself in a desolate room,

Knowing you'll never come back,

But I know you always cared for me,

And you'd keep my mind on track.

So now I hold this special thing,

And wish that you were here,

Soon I'll be there with you,

My worries will disappear.

I remember your singing voice,

And the way you lit up our lives,

Your talent was always amazing,

I just wish that you could've survived.

So now I sing it louder,

And remember you through and through,

Your life was always a symphony,

And now I'll sing it for you.