You went home to god last september,
sevreal holidays have came and gone since,
but they just werent the same,
Christmas i think was the wrost,
cuz i always knew I would see you then.

In march was your birthday,
we all ment where you were killed
we all wrote a message on 22 ballons,
and sent them to heaven,
I wonder if you got them.

I have been meeting alot of your friends,
and I must say kido you were so loved by all
you touched more lives then you will ever know,
and i bet we will all countue on,
we all try and smoke a bowl or two
just for you cuz we all know thats what you
would really have wanted us to do.

I have come to except the fact you are in heaven now,
my closure came one night in a dream,
you came to me and said
"Hey aunt Vic thanks for being there
for everyone and helping them deal with me being gone,
please tell them all
I Love You To The Moon And Back"