We miss you G, we miss how you flip
onto your back, as if to submit.
You gave your love unconditional and sweet,
never deserving to be killed in the street.
You were a gorgeous boy, Crystal’s biggest baby,
Left a hole in our hearts, easing in time maybe.
Today we planted a garden over your place,
in the shape of a cross, never replacing
your face.
We pray there’s a soldier who passed with
you, two hearts to be together, friendship
made anew.
Goodbye, our sweet, sweet baby Grey.
| Sandra Maureen Schott |