If only I could hold his hand,
when he released his last breath.
If only I could tell how much I loved him,
before he closed his eyes.
If only I could see his dear face,
before he was finally gone.
If only I could leave a kiss on his lips,
to bid him farewell.

If only I could show his child,
the place of his eternal rest.
If only I could go there,
to sit and cry my heart out.
If only I could plant a tree there,
to protect him from sun and rain.
I could have made up my mind,
to say 'I do again'