To My Friend.

Crying eyes, and wounded knees.
Leave us feeling unachieved.
But rejoice in the stories told
and always remember those lives we've lost.
Know each is a precious gift
no matter what they cost,
they'll always give you a lift.
So brush yourself off,
and keep on keeping on,
smile brightly, and hold your head high,
then you'll always know
it's okay to cry.