I find it hard to accept you are not here,
For the first time in a lifetime, I miss you.
I held your hand as you slipped away.
There would be no coming back from your journey.
I will just have to stay,
Until I receive my invitation.
To join you in that place of no return.
When we meet up together it will be joyous
Happy day, happy day, happy day!
For now, I find it hard to accept you are not here,
Where you are now, you are happy,
With no tears and at last pain-free.
I cannot wish you back,
That would be very unfair of me.
Happy days, Happy days, Happy days!
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