When you go out, or stay with friends
You'll have memories to share,
The saddest time will be going home
Knowing Angelo's not there.
You'll think of him with each new day
In April or December,
You'll wish that you could turn to him
And say, 'Do you remember?'
You used to talk about the past
And people you had known,
The problems and the happiness
And how the years had flown.
So my dear, hold those memories
Of loves undying ember,
Though you may not hear his voice,
Know that you'll remember.
In sorrow and with much love
Mam and Wayne.
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