15 years ago, November 1, 2006 you went to your final resting place. Rest in peace

Do you see the tears of this child, which, on the way,
On this white cheek, where you once laid your hand,
Flow silently, sadly, following your procession,
And walking alone, without your smile to protect him.

Do you see your little child at the start of the crowd, who,
Sitting before this stone, and holding back his cries,
Gently, with his little...