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Everynight when I look up at the sky
I always begin to cry.
Because when I look up at space
the stars create a picture of your beautiful face.
And on that clear midnight
oh how I wish you could see this wonderful sight.
I know even though your gone I shouldn't frown
for I know your looking down
at me from the sky.
But I can't stop crying no matter how hard I try.
I remember when we use to lay in the grass looking at the sky.
We would do all those cute things like create pictures and belive we
  could fly.
Me and you loved to look up there
we would lie there all day with out a single care.
We would look at the stars and how brightly they would shine.
You said intell they stopped you would be mine.
They don't quite shine the same way since you died.
But then again I may just not be able to see through the tears that I've
  cried.
You always told me the best part about passing on was that you would
  get to touch the stars.
And that you would be close and never far.
I hope you get to do what you said
for thats the only good reason your dead.
I tied this poem to the foot of my bird
and I hope the words I write will be heard.
Three weeks later
my life became ten times greater.
A bird came back with another letter
it made everything so much better.
It said I got your letter this is the one you love
So I sent one back on this pretty white dove.
I know with out me it's hard to to
but I want you to try and make it through.
And there is just one favor I ask you
to do.
I want you to look high up in the sky
And try hard not to cry.
Look deeply into space
and you will see my smiling face.
I LOVE YOU

Description
Everynight when I look up at the sky
I always begin to cry.
Because when I look up at space
the stars create a picture of your beautiful face.
And on that clear midnight
oh how I wish you could see this wonderful sight.
I know even though your gone I shouldn't frown
for I know your looking down
at me from the sky.
But I can't stop crying no matter how hard I try.
I remember when we use to lay in the grass looking at the sky.
We would do all those cute things like create pictures and belive we
  could fly.
Me and you loved to look up there
we would lie there all day with out a single care.
We would look at the stars and how brightly they would shine.
You said intell they stopped you would be mine.
They don't quite shine the same way since you died.
But then again I may just not be able to see through the tears that I've
  cried.
You always told me the best part about passing on was that you would
  get to touch the stars.
And that you would be close and never far.
I hope you get to do what you said
for thats the only good reason your dead.
I tied this poem to the foot of my bird
and I hope the words I write will be heard.
Three weeks later
my life became ten times greater.
A bird came back with another letter
it made everything so much better.
It said I got your letter this is the one you love
So I sent one back on this pretty white dove.
I know with out me it's hard to to
but I want you to try and make it through.
And there is just one favor I ask you
to do.
I want you to look high up in the sky
And try hard not to cry.
Look deeply into space
and you will see my smiling face.
I LOVE YOU