500 days alone, the house is quiet like a memory, every room speaks your name, your footsteps in the hallway but nothing feels the same, you’re ‘book books’ are on the table, photos slowly fade away, I walk through memories dark and deep were broken brother’s fall and weep, every step along the way until God opens up his door, to see your wonderful smile, to be with you forevermore then I won’t hurt anymore.
I remember the prayers by your bedside, the hurt inside like never before, I held the hand of an angel, and every tear I tried to hide; Jesus wrote your name in stone, you’re going home, heaven was your home all along, this goodbye is not the end, it’s were forever begins!
I leave a light on by the window to show my love for you is here, you whisper in the wind ‘you’re not alone’ that’s my brother my friend!
God bless you Peter and keep you safe no matter how far you are your never alone. May you stand among angels with Mum and Yvonne. I love you Peter and I give you my love forever and ever more.
Christopher
04/05/2026