John Paserba
In memory of John Paserba
We miss you when we are singing, we miss you when we are swinging.
You left us too fast for us to know you, now all we have are photos of you to show through.
We hear you through our wind chimes, while grandma reminds us of old times.
It is hard to believe it has been one year,
But in our hearts, you are always here.
