The day was grey
Like the colour of the stone that spelt your name
I laid the flowers
And I'm sure I felt you smile.
I touched the stone, so cold and dark and grey
But felt a warmth that I cannot explain.
Was it a tear that fell
Or just the gentle raindrops on my cheeks
I felt you close - although you're far away.
I said a prayer for you
Then whispered my goodbye
God Bless you Emma
I will call again