I see him going, far and far away from me,,
To a world, I will take a while to see..

Though posssible, if my best time arrives,,
When like him, even I, wont be alive....

Once again sorrow laughs and grief mocks,,
As I woke up again, with another of shocks....

No, I didn't cry, neither a single word was spoken,,,
Just, couldn't accept that my world, has once again broken...

Like most, he was a perfect guide i had,,
I still remember the tales he told, and food he fed...

I remember the...