Our service began with a clear glass vase
With white roses, we occupied the empty space.
Each flower representing our cherished names.
Names we read on this solemn day
Each hold a spot in our beautiful bouquet
Though physically gone from us, and for this, tears we cry
Their names, written out on white baloons, we release to the sky
We’ll never forget!
We’ll never forget!
We’ll never forget!
Poem by Michael C. Bushey