I walk to the stone,
that marks his grave,
bering gifts,
flowers,
you were so brave,
going into battle,
without a chance to win,
only hoping that I will live,
and that you may escape with your life.

The gift of life,
is one so great,
that you can never forgive,
one who took it,
you must stay strong,
young ones,
though I may be gone,
forever will I guard you,
from the evils that took me,
guardian angel,
I will be for you,
I know you will miss me,
but I will always be there,
when you need me.